Finally......Halloween!

It looks like the worst of the sickness has left us behind.  We still have a few hacking, but no more vomit or fever's.  YAY!!  Somehow, Regan and I managed to remain germ free this week.   We can't quite figure out how we got so lucky!  Anywho......  on to Halloween!

Wednesday night Hali's dance studio had a trunk or treat.

I know you aren't supposed to be in the trunk, but it was really cold that night, so the kids were doing anything they could to keep warm.  My one complaint about living in Utah is the weather on Halloween.  I love it when it's warm, hate it when it's cold. I mean, what's the use of having spent so much time on a costume, just to cover it up with a coat?!  So, meany mom, didn't bring any coats.  Therefore, the children froze.  Poor Zoey was visibly shivering as she went from car to car.  I'm so mean.

Next up was the school costume parade:

And that would be pretty much the only picture I got.  It bugs me that the teachers have these kids practically running through the isles!  Our parade was supposed to go from 9:00 am until 9:45.  They were done at 9:15.  Hello!

Halloween night we took the obligatory pictures of the kids in their costumes.  Porter was a knight.  Zoey was Little Bow Peep, but her individual picture turned out blurry.  Bummer.

Regan was Medusa.  Can you see the snakes in her hair?  Look close!  It took me forever to get those things in, so you all better look!

Hali was Hannah Montana with the costume deal of the century!  Disney store for 12 dollars!!!  She almost didn't go trick or treating, because she was showing signs of "the sickness", but I felt so back for her that I let her go.

The kids were being dorks and wanted to pose for this picture.  The knight is saving Bow Peep from Medusa.  Yeah.  My kids are not boring.

My kids are always begging me to do something Halloweeny for dinner on Halloween.  So one year, I made witches hands out of chicken, I've died food with food coloring, used orange peppers as jack o lanterns and put spaghetti in them.  This year I went easy.

Mummy dogs.  Easy.  But a great sacrifice on Mom's part, because I don't like hot dogs.  The things we do for our kids.