Halloween night 2010

I'm pretty sure I get more into Halloween than my own children, maybe with the exception of Matthew. This is Utah so, of course we celebrated the pagan holiday on Saturday instead of Sunday in order to keep our sabbath day holy and all. Is that kind of an oxymoron, that we mormons celebrate our pagan holiday and then go to church the next morning? Oh well, I guess Halloween lost any real meaning a long time ago. Anyway, as I was saying I get pretty into the festivities. I wanted to dress up as either wonder woman or Lady Gaga, but neither of those were suitable to don while taking my kids trick or treating so I ended up as a witch again.

Matthew decided to be a dinosaur way back in September when he saw a dinosaur costume hanging in a store window. I bought it for him right then, excited to finally steer him in a direction away from super heros genre. Well guess what? Yep, you guessed it, a few weeks ago he decided that he just had to be Captain America. After much argument I lost and bought him a Captain America costume. Well, yesterday at about 3:00 in the afternoon Matthew decided that he just couldn't live without going trick or treating as a were wolf. Apparently he'd been watching some kind of were wolf show on Disney. I would say that I'm a sucker for Matthew, but I prefer to justify it by saying I'm merely encouraging his creativity. I have to say, he really does get into his characters. He did the best impression of a were wolf I'd ever seen!

I spent about three hours getting myself and all my children ready for trick or treating. Then we went outside to light the jack-o-lanterens on the front porch. Thats when the rain started. What a bummer. but, being the die-hard Halloween lover that I am, we braved it. well, sort of. I drove the kids around the neighborhood in my minivan. I wish I could have video taped their faces when I pulled up to the first house and told them to get out. They looked at me like I was nuts or something.

"You want candy or not? geeze."

Kids have no concept of work and reward these days.

After last night and the school party on Friday, I'm worn out completely. Nate is too, but I really don't know what his excuse is. He made it home for like the last half hour of trick-or-treating and he never bothers to wear a costume. At least he didn't miss the house with the "Naughty nurse" handing out candy. Gee, I was glad for that! ( I guess you could say she was handing out all kinds of treats last night.) Anyway, as I was saying, after all that fun last night celebrating my favorite pagan holiday I'm afraid I just didn't have the energy to get up and go to church this morning. Oops.