So not every festive thing happened, and that's okay. We didn't get to the apple orchard, but we did get to the pumpkin patch. We didn't get to the haunted house, but we did spend a family movie night watching Ghostbusters, the children for the very first time, and hallelujah, they love that movie as much as I do!
We didn't make the monster face cookies or the dyed cake (although we still may!), but Syd did make mummy dogs, this pumpkin chocolate chip pie of her own invention--
--and these highly-elaborate trick-or-treat cookies, with my help:
|You're supposed to fill some with a "treat" candy and some with a "trick" candy--we decided on mini M&Ms and nerds.|
|Aren't they crazy thick? They were delicious, too, but overall way more work in the kitchen then we tend to enjoy.|
|Our chickens all free-range, and I was charmed to see the kids, before we left for trick-or-treating, putting them back into their yard while in costume.|
|Here are our babies all grown up! From left to right, we have Smudge, Fuzz, Hedwig, Feather, Featherfeet, Puffball, Cinnamon, and Faith.|
|Our trick-or-treaters this year consist of Fluttershy from My Little Pony, a ninja, and our friend, the Soul Sucker.|
Because we live out in the country now (which, by the way, also completely solves my years-long problem of buying candy for trick-or-treaters, eating it all myself, and then having to buy more candy), we drove back to our old, familiar neighborhood to trick-or-treat:
Many of our former neighbors know and are known by the kids, still, which makes trick-or-treating more fun, I think, and it doesn't hurt that our neighborhood is an EPIC place to trick-or-treat! There were honest-to-god Halloween carolers out this year. There was this car, the smoke from which you could see a block away:
There was the guy who hands out candy in a gorilla suit (which he must own, since he wears it every year), the house that gives out the full-sized candy bars, and I don't even know which house gave the kids THIS particular treat, but we are 100% going there again next year!
There was a dog dressed like a hot dog!
At one point during the evening, we came across two wee little fellows, somewhere in the 3-5 age range, I'd say, dressed as Hogwarts students. The little brown-haired boy wore a Gryffindor tie under his robes, and the little blonde-haired boy had his hair slicked straight back and wore a Slytherin tie. I was absolutely delighted, grabbed Matt's arm in excitement, and stopped in my tracks to gaze in adoration at what was clearly shaping up to be the best thing that I had ever seen in my life.
As I watched--my own children could have been running down the middle of the street at this point, as poorly as I was attending to them--the little Gryffindor waved his little wand (he had a little WAND!!!) and shouted "Expelliarmus!" This startled the little Slytherin, he stepped back, stumbled, and his wand flew out of his hand.
Friends, HIS WAND FLEW OUT OF HIS HAND.
I swear, my consciousness left my body. I have been told that I was jumping up and down, squealing and clapping my hands, until Matt physically restrained me and said something along the lines of "chill out, Creeper. You're scaring all the kids."
I feel like I eventually managed to calm myself (Matt says that my face was also frighteningly beet-red), but for the rest of the evening--and fine, I am still doing it--every now and then I find myself helplessly saying, "Remember the kids? And the wands? And he said, "Expelliarmus?" And the wand FLEW OUT OF HIS HAND?!?" The rest of the family is all, "Yes, yes. Very nice. Super cute. Please stop, now."
But this incident made me realize that my children, although they both went through too-brief Harry Potter phases, have never asked to dress as Hogwarts students for Halloween. And I feel that if they never do, if I never get to spend my October crafting painfully-detailed Hogwarts uniforms for my children--and, fine, while I'm at it I might as well make uniforms for Matt and myself--then I will live the rest of my life with this regret on my soul.
And so that night, the children and I made an Unbreakable Vow that next year, they will dress as Hogwarts students, just for me.
I. Can't. WAIT!
I may start working on their costumes now, actually...