Halloween

We had several Halloween activities this week. The first was The Boy's Halloween carnival at his preschool. It was hilarious. There were games and prizes and costumes. Oh the costumes! Is there anything as cute as a tiny costume? On the way to the party he kept saying we were going to his birfday party.

Here's The Boy, a shark. Someone asked if it was a KKK costume. Costume fail. 

Here's the back for clarification. I've never seen a KKK suit with fins and a tail. Well, I've never seen a KKK suit. 

Here he is with his girlfriend Minnie Mouse. 

And here he is giving someone the stink eye. 

This is what happens when you tell a group of preschoolers at the cake walk to walk around in a circle when the music comes on.

I'm pretty sure they were thinking this was a crazy idea us adults came up with. 

My mom took him to the fall festival at her church. 

The Husband challenged him to go down the inflatable head first, and this happened. 

He should know by now not to challenge him to any daring feats, because he will do them. Don't worry, he's okay. And don't show my mother-in-law that one, she'll have a heart attack.

On Halloween night we went to his cousin, Darth Maul's, for trick or treating in their neighborhood.

  

The Boy decided at the last minute to nix the shark suit and go trick or treating in his skeleton pjs. Plus he had to add his superman cape and a spiderman mask of his cousin's that he found. The result was a little like a Mexican wrestler in the back of a pickup truck. 

Happy Halloween!