Happy Happy Halloween

If you know me, you probably know Halloween isn't exactly my favorite holiday.  Yes, I do love treats, but I'm just not the sort of creative brain that can design and pull-off unique, elaborate costumes. I'm far better at admiring from afar.

Being a mom, though, Halloween is a must.  I mean, I don't want these boys to grow up and wonder why we're the lame family that hates fun.

We did costumes the easy way - MDG dressed in a hand-me-down pumpkin suit (grandkid #5 to wear it), J-Man went as Russell Wilson by wearing all the Seahawk gear we already own, and PDG got to stand in Party City and point at the costume of his choice from a wall of possibilities (Spiderman).  As for me, I bought a $5 surgeon mask/gown that I never even opened.

My church does Trunk-or-Treat along with a massive pinterest-like party for all the families in advance of the big day. J-Man is a great sport every year, despite not even really being able to recognize the other ward members who tend to take the holiday far more seriously than we do. We went, got candy, played some games, ate pizza, and made it home before any G boys threw tantrums.  Success!

 

The following Friday, on the real day, I finally got to visit J-Man's new office for their office party.  It was A-Maz-Ing.  The whole place was decked out in cobwebs and black streamers and every cluster of cubicles had a theme to go with their giant bowls of candy.  In the biggest conference room were pizzas, snacks, a background for professional photographs and more. Who needed real trick or treating?

PDG won the slew of twenty-something techies over with his "happy happy halloween," "trick or treat" and manners that he actually decided to show off on command. MDG won them over just by being a baby.

It was a great afternoon that thankfully didn't need to be topped off with actual door-to-door treat-seeking, since we hit the road for more non-Halloween fun with the H Family.  (more on that sometime soon)