Halloween was a fantastic success. Probably one of my top 5 favorite evenings with my little family! Last year was a big bummer because X-man ended up being off-kilter with his naps and slept too late in the day and then we could hardly drag him out of bed to get dressed up and he cried through all 3 houses we went trick-or-treating at. Gokey did great, but he was only 6 months old and didn't know what in the heck was going on. This year, both of them managed to pick out their own costumes, which came as a surprise to me. As soon as the Halloween garb was on display in stores (sometime around July...Haha), X-man just knew he had to be Iron Man. This kind of baffled me because I am not sure he even knows Iron Man, but whatever...it was cute that he was so excited. I put off buying the costume, however, because I knew he would grow and I didn't want him to be out of the costume by the time he would be donning it. EVERY time he came across that costume in the next 6 weeks, though, I had to battle to leave the store without it. Gokey went shopping with me on a weekend alone one day and I ended up finding some costumes, so I started pulling some out and asking him if he approved...it was more to have conversation, as he was my only company. I really didn't think he would answer. However, upon pulling out a dragon costume first he adamantly refused with a, "NO." He really liked the monkey holding the banana, so I held onto that one as I pulled out a dog, giraffe and bee, all of which he thought were rather boring as he decided to play with a broken hanger under one of the racks. It was then that I found the shark...I almost put it back because I figured he wouldn't even know what a shark was, but suddenly heard him panting beneath me and peered down to find him reaching up in excitement. I had him try the top on in the store and took him to a mirror where he giggled and admired his new look. A week or two later, I finally took X-man to get his costume and as we stood in the aisle and I debated on sizes, the little man suddenly began pleading that we take the package he grasped in his grubby little hand home. I seized it from him and found that he had dropped Iron Man like a bad habit and now wanted to join the likes of Jack Sparrow and Captain Hook. It was official...we had ourselves a Shark and a Pirate!
|Pickled Frogs...mmmmm :)|
|Our fierce little duo...|
|One tired little shark...|
It never ceases to amaze me how much joy they bring to my life...our lives...I think Daddy and Nana would agree!