Our costumed selves

Just a few pics from our weekend. We trick or treated on Friday. Wilder had the basic concept down, but he didn't seem to understand why he wasn't being invited IN to everyone's house. He got his candy at the first door, walked right past the woman and started walking around her house. The next he didn't barge in, but he did ask if he could come in. We had one more talk on the basic of trick-or-treating etiquette ("say trick or treat and thank you" ... "do not go through the fridge or pick up the remote control of the person handing out candy." etc...), and after that he did better.

He embraced the concept whole heartedly. After each door closed, he'd yell: "LET'S GO GET MORE CAANDYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" So I taught him that old activist's chant: "What do we want? CANDY! When do we want it? NOW!!"

Afterward we came home, had a little party with our friends Jeff, Ginger and Micah (who came over for the whole evening), and handed out candy until a group of trick or treaters taller than us inspired us to shut the doors. We let the boys stay up late. We found out that night that Hunter is a headbanger. I have some video that I'm going to try to edit down to a more manageable size. But suffice to say that kid had a noodle for a neckbone and loves to bop his head around to the music.

Last night was the annual costume party. It was fun and our friends wowed up with their costumes, as usual. There's a pic below of Jerry and I.

Off to a cup of tea. Oh yeah, it's party central here tonight. ;-) Love to all, k.


The cutest wee Superman that ever trick or treated.

The 'lil Booster (no costume this year, just a cool ghosty glow-in-the-dark shirt)

The Russian Assassin and her Jack Skellington.