Halloweenies

Well, I guess I'm the only Halloweenie, since it's December and I am finally getting around to posting about Halloween. And to be honest the only reason I'm doing this is because my mom texted me and asked if I had any pictures from Halloween, since she had only seen Dylan's costume, and only because I posted a picture of it on Facebook. I have a really good excuse. I'll let you know when I think of it.

I was on the fence about dressing up this year, leaning towards not, but Layla kept asking me what I was going to be for Halloween, and would just laugh at me when I answered, "your mom," because I guess she thought I was joking. I couldn't quite rally Ryan behind it this year, but I decided to pull something out of my closet and get festive. Many thanks to Stacie for the Rosie the Riveter costume idea. It was easy, cute, and I got to explain to Layla that women can do anything men can. I was super inspiring.

Layla was Blueberry Muffin (one of Strawberry Shortcake's friends, not the high-calorie breakfast item), but she was mistaken at least once for Katy Perry. Weston dressed as Batman, a decision that was only reached after months of flip-flopping between 78 different super heroes and villains. At one point he was actually running around punching the kids who looked like bad guys (luckily he hasn't yet perfected his left hook). Dylan was the cutest bumble bee I've ever seen. And I have seen a lot of bees. Because they infested my house last year. She was a total trooper, and was perfectly content to ride around in her stroller all night. I may have bribed her with candy. Maybe.

We were invited to go trick-or-treating with Layla's friend Ashley and her family. Ashley goes to Layla's school and is on her soccer team, and was her BFF-du-jour in late October. And lucky for us her family lives in the BEST HALLOWEEN NEIGHBORHOOD EVER. Seriously.

For starters seven out of every ten houses there were totally decked out, which made the kids crazy excited. There was the doughnut house, which obviously handed out donuts, someone had their garage converted into a walk-through haunted house, one family had their entire front yard converted into a huge cemetery and you had to walk through creepy fog into the back yard to get the candy, and one lady even brought out those single-serving boxes of cereal when she saw Dylan, which she had bought especially for the baby trick-or-treaters. And my kids came home with FOUR full-size candy bars each. SCORE! Hopefully by the time they are old enough to read this they will have forgotten that none of them actually ate any full-size candy bars.

We do have enough candy to last us through Easter at the very least, and will most likely toss out the remaining pieces right before next Halloween. Among them will be the crushed sugar free sucker that I'm pretty sure is from the 80's. Gross.

Trick Or Treat!

Layla and Ashley

This is what their faces look like after doughnuts, cider, chocolate and a pack of smarties.

Love.