I thought that if I heard "How much longer till Trick or Treating?" I may scream. The day seemed to drag on and on; thankfully dusk did indeed come and after a yummy specail Halloween dinner we headed out.
Tomato Basil soup (aka: monster mash or monster blood-depending on who you ask!) , Mummy dogs and
broccoli (thrown in for good measure to
counteract all the sugar that would follow!)
Our little ballerina waiting and waiting and waiting....
The scariest little mummy ever!
All wiped out and back home to munch on goodies and hand out candy to our own trick or
treaters.
The evening was a great success. Carver and Springer had the best time and seemed especially grown up this year. Several times, out of habit, I would say "Carver wait up for your sister" and then realized SHE was way ahead of him. She got the hang of things real fast and never looked back! Carver's spent the better part of the last year working up the nerve to go to the "scary house" (what this particular house is called year round). This house scared his pants off 3 years ago and he hasn't quite forgotten it. So, we headed back first thing and after G shouted out "Small children version, please!" we headed down the "spooky path". The scary wolf man kept his chain saw off long enough for them to grab some candy and head out. Neither were too tickled with it while we were there, but by the time we hit the side walk they were basking in their bravery!