Friday, November 4, 2011

Trick or Treat? What do you mean?

Happy Halloweenie! 

The boys have been saying this, not to mention, it's just so fun to say and hear.  They have also been filled with excitement from the moment they heard that Halloween was right around the corner.  Candy, candy, and more candy was on their minds.

I was also explaining what you say and what it means, when you knock on someone's door.  Wyatt, said "What do you mean?"  They can trick me and not give me candy?   If they want to, but I've never met someone who didn't give you candy.  However, we do have one man in our neighborhood that requires a joke from you, before he gives you the candy.  So I have my corny list of jokes ready for the boys before getting to this particular house.  By the way, let me tell you MY favorites that I've loved for years!

 Why did the cookie go to the doctor?  Because, he felt crummy.

 Why did the piece of bubble gum cross the road? Because,  it was stuck to the chickens leg.

And last, the answer you would not expect...

 Why did the monkey fall out of the tree?  Because, he was dead.

The Friday before Halloween, we took the boys to their Fall Harvest Festival at their preschool.  What a wonderful time they had.  They tasted homemade baked goodies, jumped in bounce houses, played games in the classrooms to win prizes, and voted for their favorite teachers costume.

Nolan (without makeup, he was scared when he saw Wyatt) as a Ghost Pirate (he came up with the idea of being a ghost pirate).

Wyatt with his makeup on, and as a Ghost Pirate

On Saturday, we were invited to an annual pumpkin carving event at a friends house.  This was our second year to go, and we loved every minute of it.  We stayed for 5 hours.  Lots of families, friends, and good food.  Here are some pictures of the carving. 

We invited some friends to our home on Halloween night.  They brought their children, and we went trick or treating together as a group.  All of the children were filled with so much joy and anticipation that they ran from house to house, as we made our way around one of the blocks.  The way the neighborhood was buzzing with participation, it's the ideal scenario for the ultimate trick or treating experience!  (Or at least I think so.)  Next year, I'll take photos of the entire process to share.  I was so excited I forgot to bring my camera with me.  (Although sometimes it's fun to enjoy the moment without capturing photos.)

Nolan, finally agreed to "makeup" with his costume

Wyatt changed his mind during the weekend, and wanted to be Darth Vader for Halloween night.

The year before last there was a roaming Wolf man (that was very lifelike, I might add) wandering aimlessly throughout the neighborhood.  I couldn't believe that Wyatt and Nolan actually went up to him to say hi.  I was thinking they will be forever frightened, and they never sleep in their own beds again.   But, they enjoyed him.  (If I can find the pic of him and the boys I'll post it on here.)

 This year, you could hear the sounds of a chainsaw through out the sidewalks.  We never saw the chainsaw man.  One house the boys love to stop by is the "Haunted Garage" house.  They've had it for 3 years in a row now, and it's the highlight of the evening.  It's on the last street before ending the trick or treating extravaganza at our house.   It's the coolest haunted garage, with every gadget you can imagine.  Smoke bubbles, rolling battery operated rats, bats flying and hanging from the ceiling,  half bodies of creatures coming up from the garage floor, and on and on.  All of the kids love it, they also pass out a piece of pizza and a drink when you stop by.   Before getting to the haunted garage, they were starting to complain of being tired.   We finally made it home safely, with no accidents.  The kids started pouring out mounds of candy, while parents were checking for open packages at the same time.  I heard lots of squeals of excitement, candy being unwrapped, and parents laughing.  What a fun memory we made.  I can't wait for next year!

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