Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Halloween '05
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So that was Halloween '05: thirty-two kids (including cousins) stopped by, but my older two scored hundreds of pieces of candy.
The grade school held (reportedly its first ever) Halloween party for students and their families last Friday, Oct. 28. No way were we going to miss this, so earlier in the afternoon The Baby had been entrusted to Grandma and Grandpa M, on whose front steps everyone had their portrait taken.
The big pumpkin:
The soccer girl:
The li'l pumpkin:
Then I got home and a hasty dinner was eaten before we piled into the minivan and sped off to school. First, half an hour of story time in the first grade classroom:
My older two are the red-headed pumpkin and soccer player.
After stories, we all headed into the gym to decorate a treat bag:
You could just see them thinking, Man, I hope this get filled ALL THE WAY!
After that, all the parents filed outside to get their cameras ready and stamp their feet in the forty-degree chill, awaiting the parade of costumed kids around the traffic circle.
They were lead by some guy in a great wizard costume (who took some guff from other parents during Story Hour for his sweaty-looking fake beard) bearing a sign reading "Parade Of The Horribles."
Last, the kids trick-or-treated around a smaller parking lot where parents had volunteered to hand out candy -- which they did from probably thirty cars, all decorated, stuffing handsful of candy into every bag. There were even "ASK FOR NON-PEANUT TREATS" signs in several places, which I thought was pretty accomodating.
Then, Monday night, The Mrs. took them out trick-or-treating in the neighborhood while I stayed home and... Well, I did the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, I packed lunches, and I looked out the window a lot, since there were so few kids. I expected a lot more. My buddy Keith, who lives half an hour away in eastern Connecticut, handed out 200 pieces of candy (some of which he scrounged from his neighbor) before hiding in his basement. I wonder if it's because we didn't carve a jack-o-lantern this year?
Anyway, there's four giant tupperware containers of candy on top of the fridge now, and there's no way they'll be done with that before Christmas candy arrives. No way I'm buying a snow thrower this year: two short-handled shovels ought to do the trick...
So that was Halloween '05: thirty-two kids (including cousins) stopped by, but my older two scored hundreds of pieces of candy.
The grade school held (reportedly its first ever) Halloween party for students and their families last Friday, Oct. 28. No way were we going to miss this, so earlier in the afternoon The Baby had been entrusted to Grandma and Grandpa M, on whose front steps everyone had their portrait taken.
The big pumpkin:
The soccer girl:
The li'l pumpkin:
Then I got home and a hasty dinner was eaten before we piled into the minivan and sped off to school. First, half an hour of story time in the first grade classroom:
My older two are the red-headed pumpkin and soccer player.
After stories, we all headed into the gym to decorate a treat bag:
You could just see them thinking, Man, I hope this get filled ALL THE WAY!
After that, all the parents filed outside to get their cameras ready and stamp their feet in the forty-degree chill, awaiting the parade of costumed kids around the traffic circle.
They were lead by some guy in a great wizard costume (who took some guff from other parents during Story Hour for his sweaty-looking fake beard) bearing a sign reading "Parade Of The Horribles."
Last, the kids trick-or-treated around a smaller parking lot where parents had volunteered to hand out candy -- which they did from probably thirty cars, all decorated, stuffing handsful of candy into every bag. There were even "ASK FOR NON-PEANUT TREATS" signs in several places, which I thought was pretty accomodating.
Then, Monday night, The Mrs. took them out trick-or-treating in the neighborhood while I stayed home and... Well, I did the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, I packed lunches, and I looked out the window a lot, since there were so few kids. I expected a lot more. My buddy Keith, who lives half an hour away in eastern Connecticut, handed out 200 pieces of candy (some of which he scrounged from his neighbor) before hiding in his basement. I wonder if it's because we didn't carve a jack-o-lantern this year?
Anyway, there's four giant tupperware containers of candy on top of the fridge now, and there's no way they'll be done with that before Christmas candy arrives. No way I'm buying a snow thrower this year: two short-handled shovels ought to do the trick...
