Violet had a very specific request this year regarding her Halloween costume. She wanted to be a bat, and she wanted to have all of her be black, including her face, which she wanted to have a black mask just like the Red Robin at the Red Robin restaurant where we went with Auntie Karen and Baby Amelia. Okaaaay. And just how do you ask for that kind of fabric at the store?
Stella just wanted to be a mermaid. And, as usual, she was pleased with whatever I did as long as it was pretty and sparkly.
We went to downtown trick-or-treating. It was a balmy fall day - 66 degrees - lovely. Crisp leaves, outstanding autumnal decor - this picture was at the Kennebunk Inn.
The only problem was; no one told us that downtown trick-or-treating was the day before Halloween. The town gets a big dope slap for that one. Why trick-or-treat on a Friday night when Halloween is on a Saturday?
So we headed over to Duffy's, the new decent pub/restaurant in town. And it was nice just to be together, in a restaurant, both kids sitting on their chairs and being restrained. It was nothing short of a miracle. And they have help-yourself-popcorn.
And then we trick-or-treated the residential section all the way home. Sort of. We hit almost a dozen houses before the kids were done.
With a little encouragment the kids made it the whole half a mile to Grandy's house, where in Violet's words "Bubby said I could take whatever I wanted." Violet's bucket was twice as full as Stella's if that gives you any idea of what she wanted.
And now the kids are in bed. We sorted the goods when we got home, and Violet and Stella did some shockingly good trading. Stella can't have the candy with milk chocolate, so Violet offered up Smarties, Skittles and a sucker in trade. I was impressed.
Something has happened to Jason, though. It's not the pensiveness - he is often pensive. He just seems different somehow. Maybe a little protective of his candy bowl? The trick-or-treaters were actually skipping our house.
