Halloween

Another year of Halloween has come and thankfully gone. I told myself that we would carve pumpkins and we did. Good job mom a little pat on the back for myself. Thank goodness grandma planted pumpkins in our garden this year so we wouldn't have to buy any. Being the cheapskate mom that I am I was happy. And Nyah got to carve her pumpkin from the patch. Happy day.

I also told myself this year that I would not be a slacker mom, that I would get all the costumes ready at least 3 days before Halloween. Well, once again it did not happen. Last minute costumes here we come...AGAIN. I try and talk my kids into doing the scary Halloween stuff every year, but they will not go for it. One day maybe. Instead, Nyah decided to be a fairy (luckily I had made the skirt months and months before and bought the wings a week before), poor Israel had to do the Ninja thing again, and I did talk Tealani into being a flapper girl from the roaring 20's for the church trunk-or-treat. That was the costume I used in High school a few times. It was a tad bit big on her but she looked so darling.

Here is Summer and I at the Church trunk-or-treat/chili cook-off.

Funny thing about this...Summer had no idea who Jane Fonda was. Seriously?! Am I THAT old!?!?

For the ward trunk-or-treat the activities committee decided to have a chili cook-off. Well, I told them I would make some chili and so did my friend Becky. However, her back had gone out and she just could not do anything. I told her to give me her ingredients and that I would make the chili for her. So about 2 hours before the party is supposed to start I begin making the chili dumoping things in here and there. No recipe just dumping. I had to fill two crockpots full of this stuff. Well, Becky's crockpot wasn't quite full so I had to dump a little extra stuff in hers. It tasted slightly different but not too much. So I took those two little crockpots to the party, set them down, told Rebecca that I had made them both but one was for Becky. She placed numbers on them and the taste off shortly began. The members of the bishopric were the taste testers. John, being one of those members, had absolutely no idea that I had even made any chili. After it was over and everyone was dishing up their bowls, Rebecca starts laughing and says that the bishopric couldn't decide which one tasted better- #15 or #16- yes, as you may have guessed- my numbers! When John found out they were mine, he felt he had to tell the bishop because he didn't want everyone to think it was rigged. Yep, that's John for ya. Anyway...I won, and there was not a drop left in either crock pot to take home for leftovers.

So back to Halloween and off my glory ride. The night came and went with a lot of candy and hopefully no cavities.

Wyatt and his buddies. We love Laughing with Samoans and so I thought an appropriate costume for my imitating son would be Tofinga although he kind of looks like Bu'laie (not sure if I am spelling either of those names right). By the end of the night one of his "chubby" pillows had fallen down to his butt.

So glad Halloween is over...