Halloween 2010

Halloween weekend was a busy one, but we crammed as much fun into it as possible. Our neighbors Sherri and Tiffani organized a fun little Halloween party for all of the kids, so we spent Saturday afternoon playing games, winning prizes and eating yummy treats with our neighbors.

Carter and Reese doing the beanbag toss. Reese, Mallorie and Carter on the swing.

Reese's mommy, Jami, made some adorable spider treats...they were just as yummy as they were cute!Mal and Carter mowing the lawn.

Best Brothers.

Sunday was Halloween and we suited up for some early trick-or-treating.

Carter the hamburger...Asher the hot dog.

We visited Grammy & Crappaw's house first, then walked around our neighborhood.

Trick or treat!

Asher really got into it this year!

We ran in to Reese (princess) and Cru (dragon) on the other side of the 'hood!

After we circled the neighborhood, we went home and handed out candy at our door. The boys had a lot of fun running to the door every time the doorbell rang. Adyson, the friendly ghost stopped by for a visit as well!

Sidenote #1: The largest size I could find Asher's hotdog costume in was a 6-12 months. Since he's so short, I figured that would be fine. When it arrived in the mail, I discovered that it was a baby bunting--it had no leg holes! I knew that would NOT work for our wild child, so Grammy came to our rescue and cut some new leg holes for us. Thanks Grammy!

Sidenote #2: The Thursday before Halloween, I took the boys downtown for the annual Main Street trick-or-treat. Each store we stopped at would dump some candy in each of the boys' buckets and we'd move on. Asher, however, did not want to move on, he wanted to open and eat every.piece.of.candy that hit his bucket. With a line of 50-100 people behind us, we didn't have time for that. Finally, I picked him up so we could move on and he proceeded to throw a ginormous hissy fit. Yes, I was carrying that screaming weenie all the way down Main Street. Needless to say, we cut the evening short and race walked back to our van, dripping sweat (mommy) and tears (Asher) the whole way. Ahhh, the memories.