November 3, 2015

Because Treats are Her Love Language

Trick or Treat
Trick or Treat
This little corner of the internet has been quiet lately. Once again, I've debated whether or not I want to continue writing here and to be honest, I haven't decided. Part of me loves this little creative outlet that I've carved out for myself and being able to look back to see what our lives were like in 2009 is such a fun blast from the past. But life moves so quickly for us these days as a family of five, and my free time is often taken up with school volunteer hour projects (because I refuse to pay those bad boys off) or simply collapsing on the couch next to my husband after a long day of loving and playing referee to the tiniest members of our family.

For now, I found myself with an extra few moments (though that has officially ended as a certain tiny woke up and is now lying next to me on the bed while I type as fast my fingers will go) and I wanted to share two little snippets of our life lately.

This past weekend was Halloween and we geared ourselves up with a Stormtrooper costume, a Princess Belle gown, and a lamb getup (because the association with Mary wearing the little lamb costume was just too good to pass up this year). My sweet sister Anna joined us as Minnie Mouse and we were off with Nathaniel sprinting down the street and Evelyn on his heels, yelling CANDY!!! WHO-HOO!! at the top of her lungs. Oh, that sweet girl. We continue to joke that her love language is treats... looking back at old Halloween photos, it's pretty easy to believe.

It was a far cry from trick or treating last year when Nathaniel ran off with the neighbor boys and Evelyn had to be carried the entire time after walking a block. This year, we walked up and down our little neighborhood streets, collecting candy and having a grand old time... except for the part where a woman grabbed Evie and started pulling her into the house. That was one pre-Halloween talk that we didn't think to have with the kids and let's just say that the adults ran up to that door really, really fast! (Sidebar: it all turned out fine and the woman ended up being a sweet lady who was mentally handicapped... but until we realized what was actually going on, it was downright scary.)

All in all, the night was a raving success. Copious amounts of candy were collected and the kids consumed far more sugar than was advisable before bedtime. The mom candy tax was also collected and THANK GOD there were some Reeses Peanut Butter Cups in the bunch. And yes, I did manage to save one or two for the kids.

Huge thanks to my sister for joining us- the kids had a blast with their Auntie along for the ride. And I think it's safe to say that the countdown for next Halloween has already begun... at least for Evelyn.

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