Thursday, November 17, 2011

Halloween Costumes

I usually like the practical, make your own type costumes for my kids... but I had a 40% off coupon at Old Navy that was burning a hole in my pocket, and I am nearing the end of my degree which means I'm stressed for time (and out of my mind) effry. day. This year, I could justify buying costumes and not making one dang thing.

Macey was an ice cream cone. She was the cutest ice cream cone I ever did see. The sauciest one, too.


Collin was a hamburger, or "krabby patty" (from Spongebob), as he called himself. "I'n a KRABBY PATTY, mama!" He was so excited, he wouldn't hold still for nothin'. But that's normal.


The pair.

Randy and I followed our usual Halloween protocol, I stay home and hand out candy while he takes the kids trick-or-treating around the neighborhood.  Don't mind the picture of the Idaho Falls temple in the background. I realize that's not the most appropriate picture ever. Hindsight.


Randy said next year he wants to get a new costume. Heartbreak. There's something just so appealing with a man in a gnarly mullet, cut off flannel shirt, sweats.... no? Yeah, me either.

Walking out to go trick-or-treat. 
I was worried about Collin not understanding and getting frustrated, but Randy said he was so cute. He would run right up to the houses and say "Trick an Treat!" and then "Happy Hoween!" as he was leaving. Awww.

After they were done.


I love this picture. Collin, relaxing, airing his feet out after a long night. Skittles in hand.


After we're all settled back and it's mostly the older kids still out, Randy usually likes to dress up in his gorilla costume and go terrorize the neighborhood. This year he took a different approach. 
That's a Bob Dole mask. 

Random pictures that don't have a place: 

I went and helped at Macey's class Halloween Party. It was fun and she was adorable! She had to take off her hat though because she was so shweaty. Here she is with her BFF, Bre.

For dinner we got a Papa Murphy's pizza and made spoooky root beer.


The end.

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