Happy Halloween

I haven’t dressed up for Halloween since before I had my kids {which is hard to believe given my unadulterated love of this holiday, all things gothic and dark, Tim Burton films, etc}…

This weekend, I had a bacheleorette party that was Halloween-themed.

So naturally…

I was Snooki,
but everyone thought I was Amy Winehouse.

 Regardless, it was fun to stuff my bra, paint myself orange, and wear tons of makeup and a wig.  Although I didn’t make it past midnight, because I have kids and am old and stuff.  The hubs also worked 15 hours that day, and I couldn’t put the morning shift on him.

It sucks to be going home when your friends are about to hit the bars, but that’s how I roll at 32.

This year we painted pumpkins, because carving with one kid who mouths everything, and another who I can’t trust in the vicinity of sharp objects didn’t seem smart.  So out came the paints,  and we splurged on those oh-so-hip Cookie Monster and Buzz Lightyear inserts.

Moose went as Buzz for his preschool party {which was totally candy-free, be still my heart: THANK YOU, Ms. Cure!}

Moose and Monkey dressed as Superman and Batman for my friend Angela’s Halloween bash, and some very light trick-or-treating…

By light trick or treating, I mean Moose had a nuclear meltdown by house #4:

So, The King took Moose home, and Monkey told me “more candy, go Nolan’s house.”  So off we went.  Exploring the neighborhood:

Corralling one kid is a cakewalk.

But every year gets easier.  Here’s a Halloween flashback from 2010…

I’m sad that Halloween is over.  We had some family in town, and my time was diverted from all things crafty and bloggy for a week.

 I had some many ideas planned that I didn’t get to: the Halloween sensory bins, decorating the outdoors, a few crafts, but hey, just like my beloved Cubs: there’s always next year!

Happy Halloween…

How was your holiday?
Do tell.