Two Ninjas And A Frog

Pumpkins 2010

Kitty-cat for the Zig:

Apple logo for the Campers:

And goofy face for the girl:

Thanks, Pa, for all your hard work with the kids!

Halloween 2009: Part 2

Let's just get it over with:

Mmm-hmm. I can't believe it either. My baby boy has graduated out of superhero costumes. He loved, loved, loved being a vampire, and MY WORD, will you give a hand clap or seven at the makeup job?

I married well, y'all.

All those days of Hubs applying theater makeup have finally been put to good use. And Campers was the hit of the town. THE HIT. Very few of our friends even recognized him.

Then there's the Zig. Who was a pumpkin. Sorta. He didn't really care what he wore. He just wanted the candy.

And then, and then.

Miss Priss.

Complete with Makeup By Daddy as well.

It was her shoes that topped off the outfit -- and that girl walked for almost two hours, TWO HOURS in those plastic clodhoppers. She was also the hit of the party, and ate all of the attention up. ATE. IT. UP.

My first kid likes to be best, the second kid likes candy, and the third likes attention. So Halloween was a need-meeting holiday if ever there was one.

Speaking of party, Pa was single-handedly prepping the kids and dragging them all over town while I led an event at the local community center. I'm guessing 200-300 kids came to the party--it was a big gig involving crafts, games, giveaways, refreshments, and the like. I've been working on Halloween stuff for a couple months now. So you know. GOODBYE HALLOWEEN. IT'S BEEN REAL. AND IT'S BEEN FUN.

Well, it was a lot of fun, of course. And Pa's ping pong eyeballs were floating and scary and made me laugh (IN A NERVOUS GUT-WRENCHING FEARFUL SORT OF WAY) every time I saw them.

As for me, the fresh cider was *my* favorite part of the party. So I'm going to go kick back and drink a cup or seven and see you in a few weeks on the next blog post.

*smile*

Halloween 2009: Part 1

Never would I have guessed seventeen years ago that Pa and I would sit at home on a Friday night and make eyes at with each other.

What's not surprising is that my part of the project was buying the ping pong balls and keeping the kids from bumping the table while Pa put to work his mad skillz.

Don't they look purdy? They're going to be used at the annual neighborhood Halloween party I'm in charge of this year. They'll be floating in a cauldron and the kids will get to pick an eyeball which determines the type of prize they win. Heh heh.

Speaking of skillz, Pa and the boys carved up some pumpkin delights as well:

Ziggy's is on the left, then Susie's, then Campers'.

More to come.

Halloween 2008

Just try and take your eyes off the bee with the pigtails...

The superheroes appeared quite stoic next to the very hyper bee:

You think she fits in? A little?

A lot.

That girl keeps up with her brothers, and then some.

Watch out, future boyfriends. She'll steal your heart. And then she'll punch you in the gut.

Hooligans on Halloween

Superman, Buzzy Bee, and Spiderman:

Campers:

Ziggy:

Here Zig, Campers, and Pa are at the local Halloween party, where Pa and I "helped", as much as two people with three squidgy kids dosed up on decorated cookies can "help":

The boys each came home with a big bag of candy, which Pa and I are happily using as leverage for all kinds of good behavior. ("Oh, so you want to throw a screaming fit? Okay, we'll take out one piece of candy and put it in the trash.") I LOVE IT, THIS EVILNESS!!! I think Pa should have dressed up as the Demon Daddy Incarnate. And I went as myself, the Disgruntled Irritable Housewife and Mother of Three. I was very convincing.

The Bees Are A Bit Buskity This Year

Lovin' the Bee Suit:

A whole lot:

And here's Sister Susie's Cowardly Lion impersonation:

Well at least she could chew on the costume, if nothing else: