Says the poor over photographed 8 year old boys who were unlucky enough to be born into my little photo op world. They have been very good sports lately, letting me snap away using them as my (somewhat, not really) willing subjects. Working hard at home getting my exposure just right and my focus tack sharp. Gotta keep practicing! Sorry, boys.

Boy, we had a very, very busy day here with the lawyer, the PGA golfer, and Buzz Lightyear. Timmy was wearing his costume from about 8:15am until around 7pm. And when I told him he had to take it off for his nap, you should’ve seen the fit he threw. It was major! I had to peel it off his flailing body in the middle of the livingroom floor. Well, at least I know it was worth every cent!

The boys came home for lunch and then had their parade at school, which was so cute and fun. Timmy loved going to the "hoorade" and seeing everyone dressed up. Here are some of the boys’ friends and teachers. Then after school, it was time for some trick-or-treating. We ended up meeting Timmy’s best buddy "O" and her parents and going out TorT’ing with them.       

Jack looked so much like John, it was freaking me out. I mean, he looks like him normally, but with the trial bag, suit and tie (John has the same exact tie) it was just so obvious. Patrick looked super cool as a golfer and got lots of good compliments on his costume. We ran into their friends while out too.    

They had a great Halloween (my foot hurts from walking so much) and have a nice haul of candy. Mostly chocolate. It’s all good.

There is a house in our neighborhood that does a huge, crazy, halloween set up with life-size (and bigger) freaky mannequins. They board up the windows of the house to really make it look like an abandoned house, with spooky music playing, flashing lights, the works… It’s crazy. They have one side of the display that is like a graveyard with zombies and the undead walking around (ripping other undead’s guts out of their chests- charming). And the other side is a combination of horror story figures (dracula, the mummy, witches, Jason of Friday the 13th fame) and clowns. Big, scary, freaking, BAD CLOWNS. Now, I must mention how I hate clowns. They scare the crap out of me. Even the friendly looking ones from the circus. There is just something wrong with clowns. Clowns are bad. And if you think I hate them, Robin is even more scared of them than I am. I think we got a lot of our clownphobia from the Stephen King book "It". Yeah, that was a good one. Loved that book…hated the clown.

For the sake of good photography and more practice, I sucked it up and took some shots of the evil clowns from hell. They are very colorful, though. Scary as shit, but colorful. 

Some of the clowns even come with cute accessories, like a bunch of balloons with a severed head (please note the undead/zombie guy on impaled on the lampost in the background). And here is one of the scarier undead. And my personal favorite- the birthday baby clown. Not much worse than that, huh??

And this is how Timmy likes to look at the scary house. He likes it, but only from far away.

Let’s go home.

Now that you are officially going to have nightmares tonight, Happy Halloween everyone!

It’s that time. Not too soon before Halloween so they don’t get all rotten and yuck. We had my in-laws over for carving and dinner on Sunday night and had a lot of fun. Uncle Nelson even made a brief appearance. Timmy napped thru most of the carving, but did enjoy the end product. The big boys had fun designing their pumpkins on paper, which Daddy then carved for them. And they still gag over the pumpkin goop. Still.

I saw a "cannibal pumpkin" on some website and decided to copy that one. It did come out super cute (if not a little inappropriate) but it met an early demise when being transported on to the porch. Sad.