Happy Halloween! Did you have fun? This was a big year for Houlton — his first real trick-or-treat. We went with his friends (and ours) around the neighborhood and had so much fun. Ches got a lot of attention for his pumpkin cuteness and Muddy who pretty much hated his costume finally got into the spirit of things and enjoyed the nighttime stroll.
My mom found Houlton’s costume and our sweet neighbor Alexis who was also an astronaut got him the balloon (which he loved and which I accidentally lost/let go of at the end of the evening. Horrible Mom guilt. Total meltdown). Chester’s pumpkin is a vintage “family special” that my husband’s brother and cousins have worn in years past. And my sweater is an 80s era hand me down from my mom. Amazing right? I think this is going to be my thing – no costume, just the ugly sweater.
Houlton hasn’t had a lot of exposure to candy (we don’t eat much of it ourselves so don’t worry, we’re not saints, we just don’t have it around) and we were so amused at his ability to pick out the big size Snickers bar from the basket even though he has no idea what’s inside that brown and blue package. We managed to only let him have two or three pieces of candy through the whole evening so it seems that it was truly just pure excitement that then kept him up all night. He had trouble falling asleep, he woke at midnight, and then he woke at one and didn’t go back to sleep until four. Umm… worst night ever. Ches woke up too and we couldn’t get either boy back to sleep.
So like the many in our neighborhood who were out for a hangover brunch (some still in full costume), we had our own type of hangover brunch yesterday morning. Coffee… and more coffee… Isn’t it funny how waking up to kids on too little sleep is about the equivalent of a night out partying?
Cozy sweater and ripped jeans are both old. Marled socks and boots are too. I’ve never felt like I knew what to do with the boots (picked up at a Barney’s sale many years ago) because the opening at the top is super wide. But I think I made a break through in my sleep deprived state — chunky socks and rolled up jeans (boyfriend style would be great for this I think) balanced things out a little.