More Halloween Fun

Halloween is my favorite holiday.  I think what I love about it the most is dressing up and decorating... the candy is pretty great also.  This year I went to a which hat party with a friend.  Lots of the girls made their own hats.  My friend even made a really cool sea which hat; she won a prize for the most creative hat.  I thought about making my own, I even went to the dollar store to buy supplies, but when I got there they had a cute hat that was very similar to the one I was going to make.  So I just bought mine, but I like it anyway.

We spent some time before Halloween trying on costumes and Bob even put together a dinosaur cage for Calista and Beatrix.

7/11 had some Halloween food out.  These sandwiches were whip cream and a chocolate spread.  Pretty good, but absolutely no nutritional value.  I walked to the convenience store and bought them for the kids for dinner because bob was working and I was tired.  The kids loved it.

I didn't get enough pictures of us carving pumpkins this year.  My piano teacher mentioned that she had never done it before so I invited her over.  She was really funny and talked about how it is harder than playing the piano.  She made a ghost that turned out cute, although the lid to her pumpkin fell  straight down, inside her pumpkin.  I tried to explain before she cut the lid how to angle the knife but there is a slight language barrier and I guess she didn't understand.

The older four kids all did their own with little help.  It was so much more enjoyable that way.  Tucker's pumpkin was eating another pumpkin, Scarlett wanted circles on hers, Penelope made Tinkerbell, Leon a bat, and Calista "carved" a cat.

Beatrix's first food was a candy bar.  We still haven't given her any solid food but I found her under Calista's seat sucking on a Hershey's bar.  Calista opens her candy takes a bite, throws it down, and goes for another piece.  After trick-or-treating we had a huge mess of candy and wrappers for a few days.  It was a mess because Beatrix now crawls around and I don't want her getting either of those things.  I guess when you are the sixth baby, your first food is whatever you find dropped on the floor from the other children.