I know what you’re thinking. Hasn’t Grant been around for a few Halloween’s already? You are a smart one. Yes, he’s been around for six actually. This year, however, was the first year he, and therefore parent me, has ever done anything on Halloween. We never celebrated it before because…well…we could get away with it. The kids were too little to even know it existed and there was no school to teach them otherwise and it was just one less thing I had to do. I have three children, I have enough to do.
This year however was different. This year, not only was Grant in school, but we lived in a neighborhood with kids, lots of kids. I didn’t have candy, which meant we had to get out. So we got everyone all dressed up and we left. Here we are having just arrived at Tijuana Flats to get our free kids meals for having the kids in costumes.
Side note: I thought Halloween was supposed to be the fun easy holiday? I had to fight the kids tooth and nail to get their costumes on, and more than half were mad at me by the end. Also I have never heard so much screaming and crying in one place as I did at Tijuana Flats that night from all the happily costumed children.
After dinner however, cowboy perked up,
Mr. Incredible decided he didn’t look stupid without his mask (since he cut up the one I made him because he ‘looked stupid’ in it, then threw a fit when we left because he didn’t have a mask!), the ghetto alterations I made to Korean Princess’s hanbok had fallen out (yes I did use a heavy duty paper clip to alter it),
and we were on our way to a festival! (still too early to go home, we might have actually had tricker treaters) So the kids got one handful of candy each, which they thought was great. A whole handful! I got like ten pieces! Oh the beauty of ignorance. They also jumped, slid, and climbed their heart out on all the inflatables. They had a total blast, so much so that Jena let out her signature ear-piercing scream when she realized we were leaving. Which was heard, and drew stares, even over the blasting music and other screaming children. Yes, my three-year old was able to scream louder than 100+ screaming children combined, that is talent. It’s too bad I can’t use that to power the house, green..er..scream energy!
And I will leave you with an audio clip, that is actually a video clip you can see nothing on. Jacob was saying ‘ticky teet!’ the whole car ride from the restaurant to the festival (all 4 mins). What you’re getting is all he would give me once the camera was on. If you listen past the ‘poopie’ you can hear it one time, it’s adorable and totally worth the almost 30 seconds it took to get it out of him again. You’re welcome.