Happy Halloween!

After some crazy days of pre-Halloween celebrations (the library's Halloween parade--which we technically missed--the ward trunk or treat, and a friend's Halloween birthday/playgroup party), we were excited to celebrate Halloween itself. The youngest was very upset by the idea of putting on his costume, until I explained that he wasn't going to be allowed to carry his pumpkin bucket unless he was in costume. Within minutes he was dressed to go. It was a chilly night, but, vain me, I didn't want coats over the boys costumes.

(The oldest roaring at the camera.)

I had had a bad back day, so I sent the boys trick or treating with their dad. We weren't really interested in the candy--though my husband and I have enjoyed digging through their treat buckets for a late night snack--we really wanted to try and get to know our neighbors. (Interestingly enough, all of our "neighbors" weren't doing the trick or treating. They had disappeared before trick or treating officially began. Though one couple brought over Halloween treats for the boys because the couple knew they weren't going to be handing out candy.)

(Trick or treating)

The boys ended up trick or treating for about 30 minutes--10 or 15 houses. My husband was surprised at how little people interacted with the costumed children, and the children who sacrificed to walk to the end of the cul-de-sac to knock on our door--remember, we were the only ones in the cul-de-sac handing out candy, and we are at the back--were surprised that we commented on their costumes. The oldest arrived back home first, and the youngest was last. I had to snap a picture of him, sans hat, with cold clown nose.