Thursday, November 1, 2012

Halloween Hooplah

Last night was Halloween.

Growing up, my family didn't put much thought into the holiday. Aside from the Monster Mash on the oldies station, the five of us kids hardly noticed its approach. At the very last minute, we would sift through the dress-up bin and each come up with an uninspiring costume for the church's harvest party and a short jaunt of trick o' treating. We recycled the same nurse, shark, and angel so many times: deciding who was who based on how much we had grown since last Halloween. We would collect a stash of candy that would literally last us all year.

As candy became less of an incentive, I put even less effort into Halloween. After the age of 12, I think I dressed up just once (in college, as Sara from Tegan and Sara with my college roommate).

It wasn't until a couple years ago that Halloween became truly fun. Our good friends, Natalie and Marc, (long time Halloween enthusiasts) started throwing big parties with spooky food, colorful cocktails, and a highly anticipated costume contest.

in 2010, I pieced together costumes from thrift store finds and turned my husband into Edward Scissorhands and myself into his lesser known girlfriend, Kim. We took first place in the contest.

The following year, we took the first place title again as a zombified Abraham Lincoln and wife. Note: The hosts (Marc and Natalie) should have won with their legendary Link and Zelda costumes but they refused to be on the ballot.

Putting costume makeup on Corey is way too much fun.

Last night, our party-throwing friends didn't throw a party. They were a bit preoccupied with their brand new two-week-old baby, Edgar! We brought Vivian and pizza over to their house with other good friends, Jared and Sarah, who also have a baby (well, he's 13 months so not quiet a baby anymore) and another one on the way. The plan was to eat food, watch a scary movie, and maybe play some games.

We did eat food but that's about all we had time for between feeding, diapering, rocking, and soothing little ones. A different kind of party, to be sure. As one young trick o' treater observed, "there's a lot of babies in there".

The dads with the kiddos

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