Lucy was very unsure about Jessie's mask.
Everybody loves our Lucy at work. And when she's dressed up like Tinkerbell she's all the more cute.
And after work we hurried over to the ward trunk or treat. The kids were excited, and that was good because Kris and I were quickly running out of steam (Sandy had been bouncing off the walls since about 6:30 that morning, and it was getting old).
Cute Kris as Jake from Jake & the Neverland Pirates.
These guys totally crack me up. Sandy finally had the guts to go and beg candy without a grown up, so Max and Sand made the rounds together.
I don't love the trunk or treat, it's quick, boring and just somehow less classy than real trick or treating. But the one thing that's good about it is the high concentration of good friends. And that's nice.
Oh that mustache. And the curls on the other one.
And that's about all we did. It got dark and cold and we went home. We let the boys trick or treat at all of the outside doors of our house (4 or 5 doors) and then we sent them to bed.
The End.
2 comments:
you guys all look great. And it was a good idea to do all the outside doors of your house.
lOve you
I know that the parking lot is not at all romantic, but there's something significant to be said about having all those good friends in one place - people you trust and enjoy interacting with. That's the thing I used to love about Halloween - seeing the neighbors. I like going around with you guys when you were little, running into Morrises or Williams - I mean, when do you get to cruise around the hood with your friends, just kinda strolling in the dark, slowing along, waving at people as a grownup? And having people come to your door, and loving to see those faces.
But there are tons of people who used to and still who up at our house - who we've never seen before. They aren't people from the neighborhood, and we still see these cars drive up and park in front of our house, and all these people in costume come piling out - from who knows where. Like, it feels like tax day - give us your stuff, and we don't care how much you have to spend, just as long as you cough up the goods.
That part, I hate. And like this one kid this year, too young to be coming from outside our neighborhood without parents - he knocks on our glass door, then - when we don't open fast enough for him - just reaches up and tries to open the door himself, and when I come out with my pumpkin basket full of treats, he plunges his hand into the pumpkin without a by your leave, and starts grabbing stuff. That didn't last, of course - I didn't spend years in the public schools for nothin'. Which is pretty much what he ended up with. And another kid who didn't even say trick or treat, just "I'm going to choose." I did not say, "The hell you are," but he did get the same message (please see above).
So I think that it's fun that you get together with fun, safe people and you get to admire each other's kids' costumes and laugh a lot and then go home and be DONE. That being done part - I love that.
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