Halloween 2010

Another successful snowy Halloween come and gone. Boo.



And of course we made our regular Halloween stop at the neighbor's house of horrors. The one house we always check out but never ask for candy. This freak show is worth more than a bag of chocolate hands down.

Howl'o'ween

This year the troops were divided up for Halloween. Mom went knocking door to door with Emma and her friend, while Sara went out with her friends ending the night with a sleep-over. This left me at home handing out the goodies and much like every other year we hit the 80 kid mark shortly after 8pm. After 8 it's just the teenagers - half of which can't even be bothered to dress up.

Halloween over the years: 2006, 2007, 2008.




Looking back I still remember my first outing with Sara when she was about 3 or 4. She had her little pumpkin bucket and her Buzz Lightyear costume and we slowly walked door to door collecting treats from the known neighbors. With bags of chips, chocolate bars, and overly generous donations, it wasn't long before her tiny bucket was full. Now being the street smart dad that I am I had come prepared with a bag that I could use to transfer all the candy so she could continue on with her pumpkin bucket in search of more treats (ok ok, they were mostly treats for dad at this point). Up until this moment Sara had been very shy and quiet but the instant I took the bucket out of her hand she started wailing. "No! My candy! No!". (notice there was no use of the word "dad" in there that would have been useful information). Instead I was forced to smile at everybody staring at me and repeatedly state, "It's ok, I'm her father. I'm not stealing her candy. There's nothing to see here. Move along." Man, what lungs for a wee creature.


Paula (and Sara) with the cake she won at her school auction.

Halloween hype

The kids have taken over decoration duties for Halloween this year - both inside and out. I must say, it's been a nice break for ma and pa.

Goodies and ghouls

It's that time of year again when everybody gets their ghoul on and goes door to door trying to score some treats from strangers. This year, for the first time in about 10, it was my turn to stay home and dish out the candy. It sure was busy! We had nearly a 100 kids this year. Ok well technically not all of them were kids (it was their non-Disney friendly costumes that gave the teenagers away).

"Don't you touch my candy!!"




Once again the haunted house in our neighborhood put on its scary show. Skeletons, ghosts, and killa klowns everywhere. The kids (and adults) loved it. A definite highlight of the night.




By the end of the evening I had handed out all the candy only to have our kids return with enough for another hundred kids. Boo!!