Our annual family Halloween party is always the first Friday of October. #3 helped me make the cookies we would decorate. Also on the agenda: "Pop the Ghost" balloon game, a Halloween craft and a viewing of The Nightmare Before Christmas. (side note: sadly #1 is growing up and in a very kind way suggested that next year maybe we could watch something a little more mature).
I had set out bowls of candy for the cookie decorating, including a bowl of Resse's Pieces. I had totally forgotten #3's little friend is allergic to peanuts! Yes, I did. And he ate one. It was awful. Fortunately he didn't get too sick (read: he didn't die or have to be taken to the hospital). His mom called the next morning to let me know he was recovered and that he was sad to have missed the rest of the party.
By the way, his mom is still my friend. She hasn't stopped speaking to me.
As evidenced in my previous post, my children Halloween-partied two more times in Utah with each of their grandmas.
The Friday prior to Halloween we attended yet another Halloween party hosted by a member of our ward. Her backyard looked amazing: ghosts flying overhead, a haunted graveyard, a roaring fire. Hundred of people were invited and her yard was rockin' with dancing, a haunted house, tons of good food and lots of kids to run around with.
Someday I will be the cool parent. (This is my mantra).
More Halloween parties at school:
Lastly, Halloween night itself.
|Arrg, pirate family!|
|and their pirate cat|
It was a great month because my children were excited and happy and loved getting into the Halloween-spirit. But I was ready to be done. By 10 am the next morning there wasn't a trace of Halloween left in our house. (except maybe some candy. Ok, lots of candy).