Halloween has come and gone again. I am super sad that it is over, since it is one of my fav holidays. There is just something magical and fun about the whole thing. I think a lot of it stems from the fact that my birthday falls right before the holiday, so as a kid, I always had warm fuzzies just thinking about the upcoming candy fest.
However, you can't have Halloween without:
Giving pumpkins lobotomies (I had to explain to the kids what that meant -- too funny). They had way too much fun this year carving those big ol' squashes. For the first time, Megan carved hers all on her own. She was super proud of herself.
Driving by the Halloween House every single day (or sometimes two or three times a day) throughout the month of October. We love our neighbor. He does this every year -- totally full out each year. The think that boggles my mind is that each year it is something different, and each year he just throws the stuff away instead of storing it for another year. The downside is that our neighborhood gets
major Halloween traffic because of the house. Tons. It is unreal. We went through eight bags of candy, which is
nothing compared to how much the houses close to the Halloween house go through (because people drive over to our neighborhood to trick-or-treat there).

Trick-or-treating around the neighborhood + trunk-or-treating at the Ward Party =
way too much candy. We could have easily stopped after the trunk-or-treat at the Ward Party. However, we now have three extra large mixing bowls on the counter that
were mounded six inches above the rim. I use the word "were" because it is amazing how fast the bowls are emptying. The kids are snarfing down candy at speeds that would rival the speed of light. It also helps that I am taking out a few handfuls a day and putting the candy in large Ziploc gallon bags, which will go into the freezer and make an appearance at Christmas (hey, it works).
Dressing up as one thing and then changing your mind. Usually all three kids do this. They change their mind about costumes repeatedly, which forces me to scramble. Ty was the only one who put me through grief this year. He wore an adorable elephant costume (which made me super nostalgic since Nathan and Megan both wore it). However, he only wore it for a short period of time. He wore it for five minutes at preschool before he decided that he didn't want to be an elephant anymore, and that he wanted to be a "regular person". He changed his mind by the end of the preschool party and let me snap a few pictures (which was a good thing too, because they were the only ones I got). He endured being an elephant through the Ward Party, but he was miserable. I knew there was
no way he would do it again for trick-or-treating. On Halloween morning he came downstairs wearing his superman shirt. I looked at him, and a lightbulb went on. Yeah, it was a thrown together costume (jeans, Superman t-shirt, and a red cape), but he was happy and that it all that mattered.

