Saturday, November 1, 2008

Hallo - BOO! - ween

This Halloween ended a 9-year tradition for Drew. For the past 9 years he has been dressing up as a vampire for trick-or-treating. We had dressing up down to a science. This year, however, he decided he'd have more fun hanging on the porch and handing out candy to the shorter set. No dressing up. Well, he did have his "fear the turtle" shirt on and said that counted. Sure.

Drew was on the porch handing out candy and talking about his pumpkin when it occurred to me just WHY he didn't want to go trick-or-treating. It's called pumpkin docent. He was having more fun talking about the science behind his pumpkin creation! See, we have this way cool disc embedded with LED lights and a bubbler; drop it in a pumpkin with a little water and it not only changes colors but also makes smoke. Ooooh! Aaaah!




The pumpkin was the subject of much of the conversation last night. MUCH conversation! Drew did a great job with the carving and was very proud of his creation. It really was neato burrito.

Our traditional glitter eyeballs popping out of the front flower bed were eclipsed by the smokin' pumpkin, but they were still there:



And then there was the 2nd character filled pumpkin:


All the decor aside, we had a great time with the trick-or-treaters who stopped by the house. Lots of super cute costumes. Our favorite was the little boy dressed up like a sheriff. He must have been 3 or 3-and-a-half and had a personality with more bubble than a bubble gum factory. He arrived at the end of our driveway in his stroller pushed by dad, jumped out, held his hand up to dad with a "stway there!" command, sauntered up to us on the front porch, and acted his part to a tee. The little sheriff held out his gun, butt side towards us, and said "Bang! Bang! Twick or tweet!" then looked around for his pumpkin candy bag. He couldn't find the candy bag (which remained attached to the stroller) so he held out his hand and grinned. Drew put candy in his hand. A quick "thank you bye" followed along with another backwards "bang" from the toy gun, and then he practically galloped back to his stroller. As soon as he was seated on stroller Tonto again he waved and said "bye!", leaving Drew and I laughing in hysterics. I wish you could have seen this kid. The confidence, the backwards gun and the words that just ran together ... priceless! Who needs mastercard?!

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