Halloween

I've loved this holiday, loved it since I was just a little tyke. And having kids makes it fun all over again! The excitement over picking out costumes, getting the perfect candy pail (what happened to pillow cases??) and even picking out the candy that you'll eventually give away! gasp!

This year Cole wanted to be a Ninja. He watches no ninja cartoons, reads no ninja books and has no ninja action figures but he had his heart set on this one particular costume at the store. (as you can tell by the photo, the story takes a drastic turn)

I didn't plan ahead this year, it didn't feel like Halloween - until just the other day. So we were unprepared and as I got to thinking about the whole costume thing I remembered how I don't think I *ever* had a store-bought costume. Ever. And Cole has had one ever since he was born. 'This year is going to be different!', by golly. We could think of something homemade and creative. Use what we have around the house, etc. (again, see photo)

Luckily he had a costume that was too big last year in his closet. A Policeman.

Noble. Upstanding. A model citizen.

Until I hear Cole in the bedroom, "COOL!! I can carry this knife in my belt!!"

Umm.... No.

Cole & I picked up Rebecca (the devil/angel) and the infamous Brandon (aka Anakin Skywalker) and off we went to the Stadium District for goodies and treats from the local shops. Of course there was some lovely Tully's Coffee for the moms, to keep us warm and energized like the kid-lings. The area was bustling with laughter and that great kid energy you get this time of year. It was cold, but not too cold and thankfully - DRY.

Cole's favorite part? Seeing this cool, old Firetruck. And then watching it whir away with its sirens on.