(Not-So-Much) Ghosts of Halloweens Past

First of all, I think I am the worst blogger in history. I don't really have an explanation other than time just seems to slip right through my hands lately. I am trying to do better. But also, I am inantely lazy therefore I have not yet uploaded the pictures from this Halloween. So, I thought it would be fun to look back at some of our past Halloween's (is that a word? that can't be grammatically correct, can it?)

This was Caroline on her second Halloween which would have been 1998. She was a flower, a darn cute one too. Somewhere I am sure I have a picture of her first Halloween just not on my computer, and remember the lazy thing? It definitely applies on Saturday mornings. Anyway, she was a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader that year. Don't worry, it was only because, bizarrely enough we were given the costume at a baby shower. So we went with it. She was only 3 months old.

Here we are in 1999. She was a pea. It was an old leftover dance costume and I was pregnant, it was easy.

Now, I am missing my picture of she and Duncan together in 2000. It was cute because he was a baby and he went dressed as a chili pepper. Funny, right? Caroline was a wacky witch- her own concept. She told me what to put on the costume and she carried the black kitty cat named Zipper the whole time.

Here we are in 2001, our first halloween in Hillbillyville. She was a mermaid. The costume was leftover from dance and I made the wig myself. She was adorable. We got gasps from the other preschool moms as we entered the room after changing. If you have never been a preschool mom, that is the reasction you are aiming for. At least, if you are Caroline it is. Duncan was a scarecrow. Maybe my favorite Halloween costume ever- he was so cute!

This is a better picture of him. This photo won a contest he was so darn cute!

I miss those days of super cuteness. Now, we've grown up. Well, I really haven't but they seem to think they have. We had to wear our costumes three different times this week which really kind of takes the fun out of it. It's all about getting the good candy and scaring their friends and each other. The people bringing their kids into our neighborhood by the truckload (literally, we are in Hillbillyville) kinda scared me. My jiggly thighs scare me more. Probably need to lay off the Halloween candy, at least til after breakfast.