Halloween, of course, was a favorite time for the kids (particularly Molly). She changed her mind about what she wanted to be so many times, it was dizzying. Ultimately, however, she decided to be a witch. Keenan, on the other hand, had no choice: we already had a cute cow costume and a police officer outfit bought on sale from last year. So at the school festival, he was a cow, and for trick-or-treat night, he was a policeman. Good thing he wasn't picky. . .
We decided to go to my brother's neighborhood in Beaverton this year to trick-or-treat, but made a few stops at neighbors and friends before heading over there. Our neighborhood gets so few trick-or-treaters that a bowl of candy I left on the doorstep when we left, was still full after we returned home. My brother's neighborhood, however, was teeming with trick-or-treaters. They live in a large town home complex where because everyone lives so close together, you can get A LOT of candy with only having to walk a few blocks. The kids had fun going out with their cousin, Cash who was Batman. Baby Cole stayed home to help mom pass out candy and get "Oo's" and "Aaah's" from all the visitors because he was just so doggone cute in his skeleton costume. Molly is getting a lot better with the trick-or-treating etiquette, but Keenan still needs a lot of work: e.g., do not grab a handful of candy even when offered the bowl; do not say, "What about me?" when you are behind other kids because eventually you will be taken care of; and finally, do not spend an hour digging through the bowl trying to find whatever you think you are looking for and/or looking inside your bucket to see what they dropped in and whether or not you like it. Eegad!
Anyhow, we made it through the night and have just about finished off the candy thanks in large part to myself and Kevin. Great! Just in time to gain 5 more pounds on Thanksgiving! Yay!!!
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