It's Halloween Day and the kids and I are pumped! Our neighbor, Sarah, tagged along with us as we tore up the neighborhood. Brenner cruised around in the stroller. He was fine for the first leg of our trip, then as it started getting dark, he wanted out. So, I held him for a bit, but I knew that wouldn't suffice. We ran into some friends which was a perfect time to regroup. So I let him crawl around and I gave him a bucket of candy that he had fun dumping. And then I thought, if Brenner was walking, this would be so much easier. Back in the stroller he went and the shrill cry came instantaneously. I'm not kidding. If you ever lose us at a park, or in a mall, or within a 5 mile radius, never fear. As soon as the screams hit the air, we will be found. It's actually quite ridiculous. I have to hush him all the time. When he gets mad, oh is he mad. But he cooled off and it was smooth sailing from there. Just give the boy a bucket of candy and he'll have fun throwing it out the stroller.
Emmy kept her headband on for the most part. She took it off a few times, and I sometimes managed to get it back on her head. She did great saying "Trick or Treat" followed by a shy "Thank you." She had a lot of fun watching the other kids. Sarah and Emmy held hands almost the entire time. I brought the double stroller, just in case Emmy needed a quick rest. Who am I kidding. She kept up with the kids. She noticed Sarah grab a piece of candy, unwrap it, and pop it in her mouth. So Emmy thought she'd grab a sucker and do the same. No problem. One piece of candy. I can handle that. Except she wanted to do it again and again and again. We had a short meltdown at one of the last houses. The piece of candy she was given at the door, she wanted to unwrap. "No, Emmy. You already had one." The streaming sobs ignite. "Emmy, if you stop crying and pouting you can pick one more piece of candy out when we get home." We started walking to the next house and she turns around and looks at me and says in the sweetest little girl voice, "Mom, sorry I was crying and pouting." That girl melts my heart.
So I would say our Halloween was a great success. We missed you Daddy!
My friend pointed out to me how cute it was that Emmy was wearing her shoes on the wrong feet after seeing my pictures. I investigated the above pictures, and finally I had to go look at her shoes. Then, I looked at the picture below. Yep. Sure enough. Her shoes were on the wrong feet the entire night. Can't say that I noticed. But now this picture just makes me laugh. That's how we do things around here. We usually have food on our faces, dirt stains on our clothes, sunglasses upside down, and shoes on the wrong feet. That's how we roll.






