The Halloween Story (hey! better late then never!)

Two days late, that's not tooo bad. It's been busy here. Luckily I have been visited by no more scritch scratchers so far, but tonight I leave out the pumpkins!

So, how was your Halloween?

We had a Halloween toddler style.

Hmmm... "long time" readers will most likely note the teaser line meant to let you, the innocent reader, know there is a doozy of a story about to burst forth. Brace yourselves.

No, really it wasn't that bad at all. My MIL fed us a delicious dinner of homemade soup and grilled cheese (yum) which was a lovely start to the evening. Then the "toddler style" began.

Ethan did not want to wear his cowboy costume. Nope. Threw his little self on the floor in defiance. Yelled "no yike cowboy" repeatedly. This is the same lil' buckaroo who went balistic just that morning when Max went off to school all decked out - THEN he was screeching "I want cowboy" and "mine!" Go figure. Moody little cuss huh.

Anyway - I won that battle because I have a thing about not letting toddlers/children believe that they run the show (I know, when I am not a SAHM I am Cruella DeVil - mean, mean Jenny). As I knew he would, he loved it the minute it was on. And loved his hat. Thought he was a real hot potata cowboy complete with a few "yee haw"s.

But he did not want to stop long enough for pictures. Niether did Max for that matter. The princess, well now, that's a whole 'nother story. SHE is always willing to strike a pose. She looked really sweet in her renessance princess outfit. Couldn't quite talk her into being a cowgirl... every halloween the scrapbooker in me fights with the "its a kids holiday" thing. I want them to match, they want to do their own thing. Don't worry, that one they win.

So then we go about our trick or treating business. Doin fine UNTIL one child in a leatherface mask with a ghost body (interesting look) went "boo" to Ethan. That little dude puts his hands on his hips and yells "HEY! HE SCARE ME!"

Well, since that was an accurate statement I figured the leathery ghost deserved it and moved on. From that point on EVERY trick or treater was "treated" to Ethans scolding "hey, you scare me!" This includes the puffy chicken, the cheerleader, the baby dressed as a carrot (!) the bunny, and even eventually the people answering their doors. See, that's trick or treating toddler style.

Luckily it was all received with relative good humor. Max and the Princess got a wonderful amount of loot and all was well. The weather was as perfect as can be.

I have, however, decided we are putting on our costumes again and I'm trying for some decent pictures over the weekend.

Oh and that last picture, we lit our pumpkins eventually too!

Happy Halloween!