This afternoon I was pretty sure that I suck at Halloween. I'd waited until the very last minute to sew the sleeve that ripped on Paisley's princess dress, our costumes didn't match, heck, I hadn't even tried Eliza's on her. Judah wanted to dye his hair black to be the "real" Superman and I'd forgotten to by hair dye. He'd been talking about this for at least a month, how could I have forgotten? I did however remember to buy potential trick or treaters candy, but I wasn't sure if I'd bought too much or maybe not enough. I was pretty sure that when it comes to doing Halloween, I just don't do it well, I should actually probably just skip it and move on into November. I can do November. Even the spider cookies that I made for preschool didn't turn out quite right, but you know what? The kids didn't care! Judah said they loved them!
When Daddy came home from work, he saved Superman's day with a can of black hairspray. The sleeve was sewn back on the princess dress while the kids ate their dinner and I gently stuffed Eliza into her costume that barely fit, by the way. We ended up staying out almost all evening so, we didn't have any trick or treaters and now unfortunately I'm eating that candy that wasn't supposed to be mine.
We ended up heading out to my husband's Grandma's for a short visit and then we went to the nursing home. I love trick or treating there. I feel like it's such an easy way to make those sweet residents day, plus it's so good for the kids to be around those elderly folks. We make them smile and just being in their presence is a blessing to us. When you're around them, you just can't help but smile.
When we got home, we visited with our neighbors for a bit and then headed inside to let the kids have a little candy and then wind down for bed. At the end of the night, Judah told me that it was one of his best days ever. So, I guess I don't suck at Halloween after all. And about those matching costumes? I'll save that for next year. Just wait, it's coming. Next year, I'll have it together.
So thankful that preschoolers don't judge my spider cookies.
All ready for his costume day at preschool.
Be a blessing.