Dressin' Up

If ever there was a weekend for dressing up, it would be this one, Halloween weekend, starting with Friday morning.   First we were firemen.

Then Saturday we suited up for Noah's last soccer game of the season. Noah scored the final goal of the game ... which may or may not have been deliberately set up so he could get one in.  We have loved our first Upwards Soccer experience and Noah will surely do it again next year.

After that we test drove our Halloween costumes at a Fall Festival.

Sunday morning, Anna dressed up for church by donning her psuedo-pillowcase dress that Aunt Emily made for her.  Not long after church, Anna fell in the driveway and ripped a hole in the knee of these pants,  whereby we dressed up her boo-boos in Hello Kitty bandaids.

After naps and an early dinner, it was on to the main Halloween attraction - trick or treating! 

This shot came right after Josh had to kill a bird that got stuck on a glue trap in our garage. So sad. Noah and Anna and I prayed in the kitchen that it would not feel anything and just as we asked, Josh said that critter's head came off quicker than he knew was possible.  So sad.  So disturbing.

Noah was fearless this Halloween.  He tore from yard to yard.  Josh walked Anna to most doors (slow going as she was) although she did do a couple on her own near the end.  I waited on the sidewalks with the wagon. Noah's "trick or treat" came out so clear this year as did his "thank you"s.  I was so proud of how he paused and looked every person in the eye to say thanks. Anna could only squeak out "Tweet" if she said anything at all. Well, that and "puntin!" for every pumpkin she's seen all week. The quote of the night came when one man called Anna a doll.  Noah corrected him and said, "No.  Her's not a daw.  Her's a fairy!"

Pirate and Fairy trick-or-treated til they could walk no more.  They were both pooped out. Anna was literally pooped.  Got that?  Literally pooped. So as it turns out she was lugging around more baggage than we knew all night! Gross.  Not as gross as our very own beheaded Halloween bird, but still, gross.

Back at home, Pirate and Fairy took inventory of their loot.  I went to work snatching out all the peanut ingredient candies.  Waste not, want not, though; those bad boys built Mommy and Daddy's candy stash.

Happy Halloween, y'all!
Bring on the holiday season!