So Halloween was 10 days ago and I'm just now getting around to the photos. Story of my life.
Roasted pumpkin seeds, marshmallowy popcorn balls, carved pumpkins, and an 18-month-old dressed up like a large striped insect. Good times, baby.
This was my first time roasting pumpkin seeds
But despite the pumpkin seed flub-up, trick or treating went off without a hitch. They started the evening by practicing their trick-or-treat technique on our house.
And once Mr. B saw what happens when you stand outside the door, he thought he better give it a try too.
He was not impressed with the graham cracker I tried to give him instead of a candy bar.
So he decided to make a hasty retreat down the stairs. Given the opportunity, this kid makes a beeline straight for Canada. Pardon the pun.
I then tried to wrangle all four costumed boys for a quick photo. Easier said than done.
Hey, Haydn, can you hold on to B for a minute while I get your brothers out here?
This is going downhill fast.
Better to just set the troublemaker free and deal with the cooperative ones.
But while I was distracted, Brecken discovered a new game.
Gotta love that action shot. I didn't even realize he was throwing something until the pumpkin nailed me and I looked at the picture I had just taken.
Our good friends Heather and Trent live out in the boon tillies and it's pretty tough to trick-or-treat with neighbors a quarter mile apart,
so we invited them over to share our neighborhood. Everything is more fun when you do it with friends.
A good time was had by all, and Jarrod only got the stinkeye from a couple of little old ladies.
He was using his toddler as a prop to fill his own bucket with candy.
Shame on him.