Here's the boys with their ham and cheese sandwiches.
Here's our Halloween dinner. Spiders, Fingers, Eyeballs, Hair, Ghosts, Pumpkins, Cut-up Heads, and Slime.
Or rather, Crackers w/cream cheese pretzels and raisins, Carrots w/ almond slices for fingernails stuck in ranch dip, Meatloaf cupcakes stuffed cheese tomato sauce sour cream and olives on Angel hair pasta, Garlic bread cut into ghosts and pumpkins, Artichokes, and Kiwi juice w/ sprite and lime sherbet.
There were soo many children trick or treating, I couldn't get over it. I guess we have always lived in neighborhoods that were still being built, where as this one is established. Most parents were out as well, with some of them having their own parties in the driveways. One house was cooking the parents hot dogs and hamburgers and passing out soda and water. How cool!
They collected 3 pumpkins full of candy! Yes, I carried an extra pumpkin, but it really was only supposed to be for my keys and phone.
The first few houses, Caleb wasn't quite sure what to do, so he just quietly followed Zachary. But after that, he was the one running ahead, asking "Can we go to one more house?" The only houses he wouldn't go to were the ones that had any red eyes glowing "I am scared of those bloody eyes." But Zachary went up to every house!
Christina came along with us for the first street, she didn't wear a costume or trick or treat.
Then she found a friends house, and ditched us!
I was worried about the rain since it had rained most of the day. But it didn't, and it was beautiful outside!
It was a bit windy tho, and Caleb's Woody hat kept flying off, so we gave up, and I just carried it.
Caleb keeps asking me to go Trick or Treating again. Constantly...
Like he needs any MORE candy! I have all 3 pumpkins hidden. Or they would devour it all in one day.
When Mikey gets home (still no idea when..) he is going to have the boys trick or treat in the house. The boys will put on their costumes, then he'll go behind the doors, close them, and have them 'trick or treat'. How cute.
