As the boys get older, I have a harder time trying to maintain control over Halloween costumes. Ya know, the matching, cute costumes that make for the best photos and the "oh how cute!" responses at the doors. This year was no different. Jeb was insisting on being some kind of zombie, as was Jacob and Aiden didn't care. I took full advantage of the not caring and asserted my control over the youngest. Aiden was putty in my hands - "do you want to be an Indian?" "Sure." Jeb took a little bit more persuading - "how about a cowboy?" - "Only if it is a zombie cowboy." - "How about no zombie, but you can carry a fake gun?" - "Sure."In the end I got 2/3 cute and 1/3 zombie. But, the zombie was a soccer zombie and we had a blast making his costume! I gotta say, I may have a knack for this!
Halloween brought 3 hours of trick or treating and over 600 peices of candy. Luckily, Jeb gave all the chocolate peices to Tom and each boy graciously gave a gallon size ziplock bag to be sent to the troops over seas. I'd rather have the army on a sugar high than the three little men in the house. Believe me, they're always at battle without the added sugar!
Happy Halloween!
