halloween on our street this year was some kind of cuh-razy!
i need to preface that by saying that normally we only have six kids--four of them ours--that come to our house for halloween. after years of wasting {code for eating by myself} bags of candy, we just got use to buying one bag of candy and we never used the whole bag.
this year, however, we had lines all up and down the sidewalk. for two hours, our little neighborhood population grew by three hundred percent. kids were everywhere--big kids, little kids, crying kids, kids that were too cool to wear costumes but had their mama's fine linen pillows stuffed with candy, even grown folk who were trying to act like kids.
it was wild. and then, like clockwork, at 7pm all the outside house lights went off in the neighborhood and everyone disappeared. poof! just like that--no more trick or treating.
i bought twelve...12...doce...zwolf...douze...bags of candy. two targe' runs worth (ok, i ate the first bag of reese's, but still...). sheer madness, people!
and this year the bambino's costumes could not have been more appropriate for each one...
monkey...'nuf said...
and what's a monkey without a banana in his back pocket...
princess...
she had a crown on but it kept falling off and holding her back from getting candy quickly.
golden tate (receiver for the irish)...
he would sell all his worldly possessions for golden.
and eighties girl...
so, two things...
1. yes, this is what my hubby would look like dressed as a girl.
2. i felt so old when we went to the halloween store and they had bagged costumes for an eighties girl. i actually had a black mesh shirt when i was in seventh grade and i thought i looked gew--ood back then.
