Saturday, November 20, 2010

Trunk-Or-Treat

Little A carved the cat, Little D carved the toothy one and I carved the ghost.

When I first started this post it was October 29th. I was waiting to get a picture of Little D in his costume but I have given up on ever getting one and decided to post it without one of him. you will just have to imagine what he looked like.

This past Wednesday was our Ward's Trunk-Or-Treat. It was a lot of fun. We invited some friends of ours who have 2 little girls and it was fun for the kids to be able to bring a friend. Little A was a Witch, Little D was Batman, and Little C was Robin. He was so cute. He hated the mask though.

He cried and pouted for this picture and would not sit with Little A for a picture.


When we first got there we ate and played games in the gym and then went outside for some Trunk-Or-Treating. They got a ton of candy and there was a haunted house. I asked Little A if she was going to go in there and she said no. (No surprise there) But then when we got around to it Little A insisted on going in. The man at the door told us to be sure and get some candy out of the box. Little A and her friend put their hands in to find no candy, just something grabbing their hand! They jumped a little. Once we were in all the way my friends little girl was screaming her guts out! I felt so bad. We went around the corner and a man jumped out and yelled at us. I swear that Little C jumped about 3 feet backwards. He wasn't crying though. Once we were through Little A and her friend said that it wasn't that scary. I was surprised. But the other little girl is probably traumatized for life. She was not liking it for sure.


In all I think that they had a good time. There was this one trunk that had this awesome bubble machine and the bubbles, when they came out, had fog in them. They were awesome. When you popped them the fog would go, Poof! It was cool. Little C had a favorite trunk, it had a scary looking head in a glass ball and it would move and talk to you. He just stood there and laughed. Every time it moved or talked her would laugh and laugh!



Little D ran around with his friends most of the time and I hardly saw him at all. I guess I had better get used to that.