Phil and I were excited to leave work a bit early and go to Pip's school for his Halloween parade. So cute. Here's Mrs. Ingemi and all her hooligans.
After the parade, we went inside for a quick Halloween song. Pip has been practicing it for a few days and was so happy to sing it to us he could barely sing through his smile.
Still without power, we could not trick or treat on our street. So we took Susan up on her offer to trick or treat with them. It's getting to be such a fun tradition, I'm thinking we may never do our place at all! But seriously ... who trick or treats with a REAL snowman in the background! This is not Canada!
There are some VERY spooky houses around here that do it up grand. All of our kids were troopers and went to every house. Pip was firm on insisting the houses did not scare him at all. To buff up his bravery, he taunted them, saying they were stupid! I think he meant this only with respect.
This barn in the back of the main house took the cake. Truly frightening for even me, we went through quickly, announcing to the teenagers in cages with machetes that WE HAVE SMALL KIDS HERE. Vivie insisted the barn was her favorite part of the night, but I think this might have been some sort of defensive mechanism to convince herself that she was fine with it. Pip did ask me later -- when we were talking about how it was pretend -- if the ones saying they could not leave were pretending. Yes! Pretend! Yikes ... hope we are not paying for that in therapy later.
The haul was heavy and required a full shoulder effort.
Candy!