Trick or Treat . . .

. . . smell my feet

give me something good to eat!
If you don't, I don't care
I'll pull down your underwear!

The only happy thing about Halloween being over is that I'll stop hearing this lovely rhyme from my boys . . . over and over again.

Here's a photo re-cap of our week of festivities:

The annual trip to the local pumpkin patch. I realized when I was uploading this picture that this is the third time I've gone to the same pumpkin patch wearing a baby carrier with a different baby in it. This is what happens when your kids are all born in late Summer.
This is Luke in his "makes me be awesome and ferocious" T-Rex costume. These pictures are from his pre-school party, the one day of the year that I didn't have any problems convincing Luke he needed to get dressed for school.
Here's Ethan's pre-school party (do you think his smile could get any bigger?). I was in charge of decorating and bringing the snack. We had Witches Brew (apple cider with dry ice), Spider Bites (chocolate cookies with licorice legs), Pumpkin sandwiches (pumpkin shaped cheddar cheese slices on top of Ritz crackers), and Skeleton Hands (surgical gloves filled with popcorn and candy corn). Can you tell I come from a family that takes Halloween very seriously? If I wasn't so tired I'd devote an entire post to the elaborate carnival my aunt put on every year.
Friday was the church Trunk or Treat party where Chloe made her debut as the world's cutest sunflower.
And finally, the big night arrived. The T-Rex roared, the Chicken danced, and the Sunflower tolerated the whole thing pretty well, except for our brief attempt at a family shot when her petals over-took her little face!

Happy Halloween!

Halloween is upon us

What kind of Halloween costume goes on sale before October 1st?

What kind of discounted Halloween costume is actually available in Ethan's size?
(In fact, it's on sale and still available in every size).

What kind of costume has a music box sewn inside the lining of the costume--which plays a song that still makes me cringe from memories of high school Stake dances?

What kind of costume is worthy of being the final selection of a child who absolutely agonizes over his Halloween costume?

What kind of costume trumps every alternative suggestion of aforementioned child's parents?

(And, no, it's not a Dung Beetle costume).

This year I'll be trick or treating with a . . .

DANCING CHICKEN
(and yes, he knows the dance, although I have no idea how he knows it. I certainly didn't teach it to him.)

Luckily, the costume had not arrived in time for him to wear it on his pre-school field trip to the pumpkin patch (not to mention it was 87 degrees outside!), so his Halloween T-shirt had to suffice.

Next up in our month of festivities: visiting the Halloween-version of the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland for the first time!