Halloween!

What an event! What do you get when you cross a two year old, OCD, possesive, perfectionist with a band of older kids and a hyperactive sibling for Trick or Treating? MAYHEM!  It was my year to give out candy so I missed a lot of the excitement.  Apparently things started off well but then kind of went downhill from there...for Alan.  Halle running with the older kids, introducing them all to all the neighbors on the street (it eluded her that she might not be the only kid that all our neighbors know but that is beside the point) and commenting on all the candy.  Enter Ethan, 19 months younger and legs 6 inches shorter (he's all upper body) didn't fair so well especially when his 2 litre bucket filled with candy and he refused to empty it in the common bag and every time he moved a piece fell out and he had to place it back in in the exact spot it was before...Let's just say, we had one angry monkey on our hands

As usual, one of the highlights of the evening was giving out candy to other kids.  (Thank-you to everyone for your patience and tolerance! : P)  They were opening the front door, yelling at the top of their lungs "Trick or Treaters! Where are you??"