Halloween and the Aftermath

So Halloween was fun, although it was so long ago, by this time I don't have much to say about it. Patrick surprised everyone by saying he wanted to be Spiderman (or as Ben calls him--MAN!), and I though he looked really cute in his costume. I thought the mask was a pain in the neck, and he apparently agreed, because he ditched it really quickly.

His Pre-K Halloween parade was first thing that morning, and they went to all the classrooms to collect candy. Very cute, but I ditched them after a few minutes and went back to work. Can I just say that I'm so glad our school is not afraid of Halloween? Ben's bible-beating preschool called it "Fall Costume Day" or some crap like that. And the preschool next door to him had "Cowboy Day", which really limits your dress-up options if you ask me.

Then we went trick-or-treating with Brian, Jenny and Mary Kate over in Jim and Donna's neighborhood. It was a great trick-or-treating neighborhood, except towards the end, it got really congested with people driving their kids around. What's up with that? Mark my words...give it a few years and we'll start seeing headlines about kids being hit by cars on their own street. Not to mention that there's something inherently wrong about driving your kids around to collect candy. At least make them burn a few calories before letting them gorge themselves on sugar. Ben was Superman, by the way. He wouldn't go near Patrick's tiger costume from two years ago, so we put him in his pajamas and went for the whole superhero theme.

Luke and Brian had matching costumes...they went as Mormons. Or at least we think that's why no one would open their doors to give our kids candy. Kidding...Brian came straight from work sans tie and Luke had just served as acolyte at the vigil mass for All Saints Day.

So that was the last bit of fun that we had, since the kids have been sick ever since then. Patrick came home at 11:00 on Thursday and has been laying low ever since. Ben got over the croup, but now his nose runs constantly and he's picked up Patrick's nasty cough. Oy vey. Cold and flu season has arrived.