I am feeling super guilty that I somehow forgot to post a Halloween post, so here we go! Avert your gaze from all those Christmas trees at the stores! Pull back all your meandering thoughts about giblets!
No, seriously. This is a kid who eats crayons, chews markers, chomps chalk, turns colored pencils into drum sticks - but painting? This is the way to go. An exciting discovery, really - I want to do more crafty things together, or encourage him to color and draw, but he also drives me completely crazy with his penchant for chomping crayons. He'll probably try to eat a glue stick as soon as he can get his hands on one.
My pumpkin is the one at the top, all purple and sparkling. It turns out we used the wrong sort of paint to stick to the pumpkins, but at least paint could get everywhere and it wasn't a big deal. Hooray for crazy colored pumpkins!
Our apartment complex hosted a trunk-or-treat several days before Halloween. I thought it would be a good practice session for Halloween night, so we went, even though I didn't know about the trunk-or-treat until the morning of the event. We didn't even decorate our trunk, just dragged a chair over to the clubhouse for Beaux to sit in with a big bowl of candy. There was a handful of the neighborhood kids, which was fun, and everyone was happy to see Thomas. He was definitely the youngest kid to participate.
He did get scared of a bigger kid with a scary mask, though. (Dang scary masks!) The funny thing is how Thomas reacts if he doesn't want to see something or look at you (or eat something you ask him to eat). He doesn't just put his hands over his eyes - he puts his whole arm up! He was wearing those huge Buzz Lightyear gloves, so he would also put his hand out, blocking the scary-mask-guy from view. It's all rather dramatic. And extremely funny.
I had fun with my witch outfit, personally. I love being a witch! There are some years where I just don't want to dress up, or think up a clever outfit. (Beaux never wants to dress up.) Especially now that I'll have to deal with kid costumes...so I've decided that I'm going to be a witch every single year. This will let me develop my costume over time...gather the right elements...of course I'm more of a Hermoine or Mrs. Weasley sort of witch. A kind, benevolent witch. With cute stockings, of course.
For Halloween night, all I wanted to do was hang out with our friends, maybe eat something warm and yummy, and take the kids trick-or-treating. I feel like we established a new tradition last year, going with Thomas' best friend in the whole wide world, Logan. Their neighborhood is just perfect, as it's not to big or crowded and there's no traffic. This requires that our friends host us, but I've promised my friend Brenda that as soon as we have a real house and a real neighborhood, we'll host for the next seven years, to make up for it. And we'll invite my parents to come and hand out candy so we can all go with the kids! It will be a family affair, indeed!
When you have a little point-and-shoot camera, it's very hard to get any good photos of trick-or-treating. You'll have to trust me that we had a good time, that Thomas said "Trick or treat!" and "Thank you!" and even "Happy Halloween!" We should have just taken one long video, really. Thomas is happy to go wherever Logan goes, except for the few houses with scary music. Or maybe some creepy decorations.
I had someone say they were surprised I went with a store bought costume, but I decided to keep things simple this year - with going out of town for Squam right before Halloween, I didn't try to have a Martha Stewart Halloween! I even forgot about sending little goody bags with Thomas for his class party - but refused to agonize over it. Did the children REALLY need more candy that week? Not so much. Thomas is obsessed with Buzz Lightyear and he adores his costume. He wears it when we're at home, like, right now. He can even put it on himself! I did contemplate making him wings out of cardboard, and even hauled some home after finding a huge pile, but I didn't end up doing it. We still had a great time.
The church right across the road had a pumpkin patch, so I did take him on Sunday afternoon for a few pictures. It was abandoned, and of course Thomas was more interested in climbing on hay bales than posing by pumpkins. Pumpkins are for painting, Mama. Haybales are for CLIMBING.
Hooray for Halloween! And for the cutest dang Buzz Lightyear I could dream of.