I'm sure everyone is going to do a Halloween post but you know what? I'm excited to see them! I can't wait to see the festivities and the costumes and the sugar loaded kids. Speaking of sugar, Jack has been living on milk and candy for the last three days. It was fun to see him hit the jack pot and fill up his whole pumpkin with candy but I'm not sure I can handle a cracked out kid much longer!
Jack is very attached to his loot. He has been taking 3-4 pieces of candy to bed with him every night since Thursday. And as much as I hate the candy, it's been great leverage. Our house is full with the sounds of phrases like, "take 3 more bites and then you can have a piece of candy." Or, "I'm gonna put you in time out and take your candy." Poor little fella was moaning in the corner during time out today and saying, "My candy, my candy Mommy. Please may I have my candy?!" (Yes he says "please may I have" like a well mannered little boy. Not making that up. However, that is about where his manners end.)Michael has officially decided that Halloween is his favorite holiday. He says that seeing Jack obsess over his candy like this illicits all sorts of child hood memories. Apparently being a candy-holic is genetic. :)
The jackpot after two trunk-or-treats and an old fashioned neighborhood trick or treat.
The dinosaur surveying his prey.
My Chiquita banana baby.
I love her face in this one. Maybe he tooted or something?
Right after I finished making her head dress I had to try it on her. I seriously could not stop giggling I was so giddy. She thought I was crazy.