Halloween: We freaking did it!
This year Halloween snuck up on me and it was a mad dash to get the costumes assembled and not forget the costume parade at kindergarten.
But look! My most favorite fall activities checked of the list! We hit up the pumpkin patch to find the coveted perfect Jack-o-lantern pumpkins.* We hype up the patch to make the boys feel like the corn maze is as good as going to Disneyland. I think we have maybe 1 more year before that doesn't fly any more. One of my most favorite things about pumpkin patches in Arizona is that they don't serve hot cider or hot chocolate. They serve snow cones. Really.
*It should be mentioned that we didn't end up carving our pumpkins this year. Two or three years ago I would have stressed to infinity and beyond about that, but this year I realized the boys appreciate more the time spent together and not what's checked of the list. It's not an epic revelation but I know the evening we spent in backyard playing was just as good as if we had carved those pumpkins. At least I'm telling myself that.
Back to the patch. Rad was a bit of a pumpkin diva, OK a TOTAL pumpkin diva, insisting on certain ones and getting suuuper mad when he couldn't lift them. It kind of made me proud that he loved the patch as much as his mom.
These days every little dang thing is a competition to Rhett. So you can imagine the competitive spirit that pervaded the fun family outing. He went as far as to call himself the Pumpkin King. Rad did not like coming in second place.
The Kindergarten costume parade. Rhett and his best friend Everett were twinning.
Of course the dress up festivities were a month long affair
Which is always a blast on days when you have a bazillion errands to run and the boys drink a bazillion juice boxes. Public restroom story goldmine.
Overheard from stall
Rhett: Iron Man lightning pee go!!
Rhett: PSHEWWW! (Sound effects)
Lately I have been trying hard to channel my sleeping artist self to become more of a domestic goddess. Wink. ;) So, of course, the Miller Halloween celebrations got a pretty good dose of my Martha Stewart aspirations. I decorated our front area really "awesome" in a not too scary spider-theme. Our neighbor said it was "sophisticated". Which is pretty much the weirdest halloween complement, but I will take it.
Our biggest Halloween mistake also pictured above, buying the boys light-sabers that are quite hard and leave welts. Or as the boys call them light-savers.
If Luke Skywalker had a social media account this would be his throw-back-thrursday pic. Obvs.
On Halloween we went over to the Berner's for dinner and appetizers. I missed the memo that dinner and appetizers were meant to me Halloween themed. Tyrell went above and beyond. I ordered pizza. Ha.
And then the homies went trick or treating.
The father figures were there to sample candy and light the way. The were A+ on all accounts.
And not to make this all about Rad, but I must express how proud I was of him trick or treating. Rad's speech has been a little delayed and his pronunciation is even a little further behind that. Even though he has come so far in the past month I was afraid he wouldn't be able to say trick or treat and be understood. But on Halloween night he was a rockstar. The neighbors couldn't say enough about how cute he looked and how fearless he was. Both the truest of true statements.
The boys had an absolute blast running up and down the sidewalks and chasing the big kids in their costumes. They both weren't phased by the masks, the wigs, the hanging skeletons or even the pyrotechnics and fog machines. People, this slice of suburbia doesn't mess around.