Saturday, November 21, 2009

Halloween

Halloween, 2009. I don't know what it was this past year that made Halloween not quite as fun as years past. Maybe it was the fact that Justin was coming down with an ear infection and was definitely not his true self. Maybe I was a little extra sensitive to all the disturbing decor that almost everyone in my neighborhood seemed to be displaying. I don't know, but we still had a fun time nonetheless.

I wish we had stayed longer at our church's First Fest. It was free to the public, and it was the most unbelievable carnival we had ever attended. They had 15, yes 15, inflatables all over the property. They had fun performers like the "tall man"..


...a bungee jump type affair that Justin attempted....


...mini rides, horse back rides, face painting, bowling, and the list goes on. We had an absolute blast although Justin seemed pretty expressionless through the whole thing.


Then we had to go pose for the camera, which he didn't put up a fight for. This year I kept asking him what he wanted to be. He didn't really care, so I chose a race car driver for his new car obsession. When I put it on him for the first time he totally didn't love the fact that it was all one piece. And he kept saying he was Chick, the poor sport on the movie Cars. I don't know why this always bothered me, that he wanted to be the bully on the show. So I finally explained to him that Chick wasn't a kind friend or a peacemaker, so he finally settle on being the King, the nice respectable driver on the movie. Ironic thing if you go back and look at the Halloween playdate photos, his posed photo shows him holding Chick in his hand. It was just fate, you know?


So no more lineage of the postal worker, but we continue to represent the blue collar workforce.


We stopped by our buddy Luke Wilson's house, where their flat screen plasma TV was in the yard in order for everyone to hand out candy together and watch the UT game. Since Justin was heading downhill quickly, we decided to go trick-or-treating on our own. Very few houses seemed to have casual Halloween decor. One man on our street was even on a microphone yelling at the little kids, while wearing a hideous mask, and telling them how scary he was. I think I might go egg his house soon - that's the way to show him Jesus, right?


I got somewhat choked up watching Justin just crave a group a kids to run around with. This kid needs a sibling! But I truly am content with our family of three.


Little man got a little tired at the end of his journey, so he grabbed a ride on Daddy's shoulders.


Until next year....

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