Halloween 2009

I intentionally did not eat dinner last night. I knew, whether I ate anything or not, I would be eating my weight in candy later that evening. Why add to the calories? Plus, then instead of feeling like my stomach was going to explode from the amount of candy intake, maybe I would just feel pleasantly, sugarly full.



And it worked!



I am an admitted candy-holic. I have never outgrown my love for sugar in its purest, most refined form. Halloween is a happy, happy time for a girl like me who deprives herself of such luxuries most of the year.



Enough about me, more about the kids. What would October be without a trip to the pumpkin patch! Of course, this is Vegas. Instead of an actual patch of pumpkins, lets try some hay bales and pumpkins thrown in with some carnival style rides all conveniently situated in a casino parking lot. Love this city. Heck, at least they try...





Almost looks like small town USA.

I have almost conceded to the fact that my children will not photograph well together.

These two, on the other hand, are more than camera ready.

Scarlet saves her best smiles for her two friends, Blaze and Bennett. Both boys were out of commission all week with fevers and the like. Scarlet about went crazy with boredom.

And now, onto Halloween. I had a pretty fun idea for the family. I already had a pretty good idea for an 80's girl costume for Scarlet and a 50's costume for Rhode was pulling itself together. So, what better way to create a theme then to have Jon and I take up the two decades in the middle?

"Nope," was the response I received from a certain member of my family. Ok... so then I thought, let's join our children. I will dress 50's with Rhode and Jon would dress 80's with Scarlet. I was really mostly kidding when I suggested Jon shave some lines on the sides of his hair. Note to self, when talking Jon into Halloween costumes, do not joke about mullets.

So, instead of an adorable family theme, I had two adorably dressed children, no theme, no rhyme or reason to their costumes, but adorable nonetheless.

And, without further ado, my 80's girl -

While I was shaping her bangs, she looked in the mirror and said, "Wow, mom, you made my hair a rainbow!" She was very impressed with my skills.

Then after applying several coats of blue eyeshadow, pink blush and hot pink lipstick, she took one last look in the mirror and said, "Mom, I look like you!"

And my 50's greaser -

Rhode spent the entire evening in the stroller with a tootsie roll pop in one hand and his Halloween candy bag in his lap. He was so intent on that sucker he got it clean down to the tootsie roll before he tried to stick it in his sister's hair.

Speaking of hair, I intentionally have not let Jon cut Rhode's hair so I could grease it back for Halloween. It stayed for about an hour, then the rest of the evening it looked like an exceptionally bad comb over.

We hit up the ward trunk or treat then came back to our house to hand out candy to neighbor kids. Of course, when only eight kids show up, it means I have a good 2/3rds of a bucket of candy waiting by my front door. That is the last thing my hips needed. My Sunday school class might be a little sugar overloaded over the next month...

Oh, and heads up for anyone else who might have spaced that today is Daylight Savings. Rhode woke up at 7:30 a.m. and I was excited for the extra half hour of sleep... until I noticed the computer had already updated the time. Remember when you were a kid and daylight savings meant an extra hour of sleep every October? Those were the good old days.