Our Costumes were: Mario, Olivia, Luigi, and the girl who has been dying to wear her fall clothes for months

As far as Halloween goes, I would rank it fourth among my favorite holidays, fifth if we’re including our own birthdays. I personally don’t like getting dressed up, and being scared is my very least favorite thing. But man if this wasn’t our best Halloween ever.

We had dinner with the neighbors – six families – and the kids kept each other busy so there was no whining about when it was time to trick or treat. Bubette, who spent most of last year in her wagon, really got into trick or treating this year, and her  Olivia costume was the best thing EVER.  Bub was so happy to have his friends with him that he was so well behaved, waiting patiently for the littler kids to catch up.

We trick or treated for about an hour and the adults were happy to go on, but we gave the kids the choice to keep going or go back and play, and they surprised us all by choosing to go home. We had pumpkin pie and apple cider for dessert – well most of us did. I ended up sick at home because I dared to eat one tiny piece of pizza for dinner. Apparently I’m officially Dairy Free girl now, because I can’t keep feeling like that regularly.

My husband brought the kids home and put them to bed, although I did peek in to say goodnight since Bub was obviously worried and kept appearing at my door to blow me kisses.

Once the kids were asleep, I really wanted to dig into the candy even though I knew it would be a bad idea. Fortunately, the fact that the candy was downstairs kept me from making myself even sicker. I managed to extract a promise from my husband that he wouldn’t take the candy to work today, because picking through the kids’ candy is one my greatest joys. He did leave me with a bowl of candy, but one that had clearly not been vetted as it was full of Whoppers and banana Laffy Taffy. My questions about the whereabouts of the good candy remain unanswered.