I anticipated have two trick-or-treaters this year.
|Halloween costume creations of yesteryear! |
(I never shy away from an
opportunity to repost this photo)
After years and years of costume creations, all I did this year was draw a spider on a red long-sleeved shirt for Curly.
2. Reggie: He stuffed himself in Cookie Monster's fat suit, a shirt, and a black curly wig. Whatever! Reg is one of those kids that takes candy collection seriously. He collects intel on which neighborhoods pass out the highest percentage of full size candy bars and he builds his door-to-door path based on that information. Halloween is no different than sporting events for Reg . . . it's all a competition: 'How much candy did you get? How many full-size bars?'
This goes on and on until Tank starts stealing someone's loot and then Reg switches from Mr. Competition to Mr. Survival-Mode. He stops caring who has more, and focuses on who has had more disappear mysteriously. Translation: starting last night, the next several weeks of my life as head referee becomes just a big barrel of laughs.
Both Reg and Curly were using a friend's house (with dinner included) as base camp for their Halloween operation. That left Coach and I off the hook. Besides doorbell duty, which I am pleased to say I did not handle even once, Coach and I had nothing pressing. There was on Irish dancing. No basketball practice (for little kids).
|Mini wore the Elmo head - |
I still prefer what she wore
to school last year, remember? -
Elmo's danglyneck (that resembles
an elderly woman's extra skin, hey -
remember I did this with no pattern,
so what did you expect?)
didn't look fabulous without
the costume to tuck it into, but
in a pinch it worked. She also wore
his furry hands and borrowed Ed's
red sweatshirt. She chose my kitchen
cabinet for her candy hiding place.
Just when I thought she was pretty bright.
The grocery store: another easy-breezy task on Halloween.
I left the grocery store to pick up Mini from freshman girls' basketball practice. I had a trunk full of groceries and thought that we would just be heading home to heat up some leftovers. Mini hopped in the car and asked if she could go to her friend's house to have pizza and then go trick-or-treating. She wanted to just stop home and grab the Elmo head. So much for my plan to feed the masses my leftovers. They manage to all make plans for dinner when leftovers are being served. Coincidence?
Now I had a 3rd trick-or-treater (one additional loot bag for Tank to steal from). I was actually happy that Mini's friends wanted to go trick-or-treating because that would erase the awful experience of last year when she missed trick-or-treating. This was a better note to end on.
|Elmo looks like he is pouting. |
He misses Halloween already.
The Elmo head was still sitting on the kitchen table this morning when the babysitting kids arrived. They were very excited to get to eat breakfast in Elmo's presence.