Halloween

Halloween 2012 brought us a scary spirt of death (Aidan), a ninja (again! for Brennan) and a werewolf (Griffin.)  I have to admit I truly enjoyed seeing peoples' expressions upon hearing that a five year old picked the werewolf costume.  Not many five year olds go that way in the costume selection.  Nor do they go to so much trouble to practice their howl.  And that boy can really howl.

We started the Halloween celebration by embracing chaos at the boys' school Halloween party.  Crafts, treats and dancing with about 200 kids running here, there and everywhere.  (And no wine for the mommies.  This makes me sad.  Many of my fellow moms have discussed remedying this next year.  Because chaos goes better with a little wine.)  The boys had a great time, up until Brennan announced he was done and wanted to go home at 7 pm.  He had been fighting a cold all week, and had just have enough.

Chris took B home to bed and I stayed at the party to watch Aidan and Griffin.  Aidan spent most of the time chasing and wrestling with his buddies, while Griffin took to the stage with his buddy Ryan to rock out to the tunes.

On Saturday, Chris and I opted to celebrate a little Halloween adult style.  One of our neighbors is known for throwing a big Halloween bash every year.  We never attend because we always have a conflict, but this year, we were free!  Only catch?  There was not a babysitter to be found.  Not a one.  So we decided to skip the fun and stay home.  At the last minute though, a friend offered to share her babysitter so we could get our party on.   But we still needed costumes.

Chris spent Saturday morning at the costume and party stores trying to find anything for us to wear.  At the last minute, we came up with a stroke of genius!  Let's just wear stuff to make us look like a bride and a groom and put scary make up on to make us look dead.  Game on.

I planned to wear a white sundress I owned and combine it with my real life wedding veil.  I dug out my veil, still in a bag where it had been shoved the day after we got married fifteen years ago.  Next to the bag, was my wedding dress.  My poor, stained, sad, long forgotten wedding dress that I had worn, loved and threw into a garbage bag, never to be opened, until now.

So, I did what every girl would do, I tried on my wedding dress.  It fit!  It was a wrinkled, stained mess, but would be perfect for a dead bride to wear!  Who says you can't wear your wedding dress again?

Chris and I looked pretty spooky, if I do say so myself.  And our thrown together, last minute costume won us best costume at the party!

Fast forward to the holiday itself:  Halloween 2012.  As is our tradition, we hosted friends, family and a slew of youngsters to our house for pizza and trick or treating.  Our house was packed, completely noisy, and just a chaotic mess.  But of course, fun was had by all.