Halloween was a lovely evening this year. We have a tradition. It works nicely. We share Halloween with Lauri (Chloë’s mom). This year was our year to host and provide a Hot Adult Beverage (Buttered Rum Apple Cider!). She was to provide pizza and Chloë’s costume. Next year, we will switch responsibilities. Halloween occurring on a Saturday made things particularly laid-back – we were able to get started early and everyone could sleep in the next day. Normally Elizabeth joins us, but alas, she is growing up and chose to spend the evening with her boyfriend instead of us. Pout. We knew it would happen eventually. True love is much more important than family merriment.

We started off by carving pumpkins, which we also do every year. The kids are still at the point where carving pumpkins is a better idea in theory than in practice – there is some frustration involved. To keep Rex-Goliath away from knives, I purchased a little set that allowed him to hammer pegs into his pumpkin and stick little bats and stars on it. He found this somewhat interesting. Chloë made a skull pumpkin. Once she got over the initial squeamishness about pumpkin guts, she carved a quite professional-looking pumpkin. She is quite the perfectionist, and it showed in her product.
I wish I had pictures of the actual carving process (it involved a nice series of everyone, including the baby, balancing a small pumpkin on their head). Our house has a small Halloween curse – our camera often malfunctions on the 31st of October. Compared to all of the curses that one could have (eternal sleep until being kissed by a prince, for example), camera death on Halloween seems somewhat mild. Dan was able to fix the camera by talking to it encouragingly and offering it one of the Hot Adult Beverages. It agreed to take pictures, but it still refused to give up the first twenty or so pictures of the day. But you didn’t really want to see a series of pictures of all of us with a pumpkin on our head anyway.
This year, after an inspired trip to the thrift store, Chloë decided to be an angel.

Rex-Goliath, due to the Thomas the Tank Engine obsession, was a train conductor.


Xavier was a Halloween Baby. He was a little tuckered out by the time Trick-or-Treating was about to get underway, but still agreed to pose for a picture.


Okay… Here we go.


The best thing about our building is that Bill and Carol (who have 15 or 16 kids between them) are in charge of handing out candy. Bill has an amazing costume that he dons every year. We were lucky enough to capture it on film and share it with the world:


We are lucky in the fact that the kids are young, and one go around the block is good enough for them. This year, Rex-Goliath actually participated in the candy gathering. He enjoyed himself, but was a bit apprehensive about going to the house with zombies coming out of the front lawn. I couldn’t fault him too much, I often avoid zombies when given the option.


Princess Pug came along for the walk about the hood as well. Thanks to my friend Ashlee, queen of thrifting, she had many costumes to select from. Although I was partial to Elvis or the pirate, the Lovely Lady dress stayed on the best (by “the best,” I mean it needed adjusting only every five minutes or so). Next year I might dress her in something a little more fierce, however. One of the neighborhood dogs seemed to think that just because P. Puggs was dressed as a Lovely Lady, she was a dog that could be messed with. Puggy thinks she is much tougher than her fourteen or so pounds will allow her, however. She barked very loud and sure showed that dog. That and was saved by the dog’s owner who grabbed him right before he disemboweled her.


All and all, Halloween was good times for Team Wonderful. We’ll probably do it again sometime.


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