Ah, what can I say about Halloween this year. Nearly a week out I can say NO MORE CANDY!!! These kids have been emotional messes this week. Thanks a lot, Sugar! I think we shall take a different approach next year, even if it is less fun.
But other than the griping, I do get excited about Halloween - the beautiful holiday that takes virtually no planning and is just a few hours of fun, fun, fun. Granted, getting ready was complete madness, but we did okay, and I am endlessly thankful for not-super-complicated
Lily was a beautiful cat. We curled her hair and tried some makeup techniques to make her look extra catty.
Matt was Dendrosaur, a monster from a game he plays called Monster Legends. He is notorious (to his father and me) for picking obscure characters to dress up as. Easy costume, though. We just needed green, lots of green. I bought him a cheap dinosaur tail to make it a bit more exciting.
Shawn was a pteradactyl. So Bro's green jacket, plastic dino hat that barely (BARELY) survived the previous week, and some dino fabric and safety pins for wings (he totally let me get away with that), and he was quite pleased. As I type, he informs me he wanted a green face, too. Whoops.
And here is our lovely red panda, his favorite animal, the cutest animal ever, the best animal ever -- you get the idea. Dad did a great job doing Ben's face paint, but it was very hard to keep it on after it was done. He also got a tail (fox, actually) to be more legit. Yay again for non-type-A Halloweeners
And you can't see it in any pictures but Daphne (who wanted to be an elephant but was coerced at times into being a princess by her sister) was a Princess Elephant. She had a tutu on with her elephant costume (100 bonus points for warmth. princesses get way too cold in those slinky little numbers), and she had a tiara. That girl was on fire. She lasted longer than some of her siblings. She wouldn't even take a potty break. "Candy! More candy!" ................................
Which was cute the night of Halloween, but has gotten really old as it has been chanted, screamed, whispered and demanded in tormenting fits every day, multiple times a day, for the last 6 days. Excuse me while I go get a Tylenol. *sobbing in angst*
