In the past, I've had a few crying kids on hand at Halloween. Fun for everyone, right? Well, this year I decided to try to avoid that and let them pick out their own costumes. All the boys wanted to be Captain Hook after Peter said that's what he wanted to be. So, they then asked if Sophie could be Tinkerbell.
If you've read this blog very long, you know I don't sew. I would love to know how, but I've never taken the time to do it. And, even if I did know how, knowing myself, I'd probably still order my kids' costumes. My mom, on the other hand, made the best costumes for us growing up. We were the three bears once. Tweety Bird and Sylverster one year. I even had years when I asked to be something really outlandish and she pulled it off (A can of coke?? A crayon. Weird, I know).
So, we found some costumes, and for the first time ever, everyone was thrilled to go trick-or-treating. Peter was in character.
After each home visit, I think the kids tried to consume every piece of candy in their buckets before we knocked on the next door. To say it was a bit loud/crazy is an understatement! They kept us laughing for sure.
Our friends' kids were a family from the fifties, and they nailed it! The boys were trying to crawl over the fence to see if the bush could hold them up.
I'd have to say it was our best Halloween weekend yet!