Halloween Week o' Fun

Better late than never. Have I used that excuse enough during this pregnancy?

To kick off the Halloween festivities, we went to the pumpkin patch. Here in Half Moon Bay, there are TONS of pumpkin patches. Like, real ones. Pumpkins are one of the main crops grown here on the coastside. So up and down Highway 1 you just pass pumpkin patch after pumpkin patch. They have the ones with all the bounce houses and slides and petting zoos, but I wanted the real deal. You can buy other produce grown there, it was super cheap, and there are even lots of pumpkins still on the vine, but we didn't bother with those.

Wyatt was very busy running around picking out the perfect pumpkins for everyone in the family. Even for baby sister and Lucy the dog. Poor Micah was just about squished in the wheelbarrow by the time we left! Wyatt doesn't believe that the perfect pumpkin is necessarily the most symmetrically shaped, blemish free pumpkin. He likes a pumpkin with character. Character to match the person for whom the pumpkin is intended. Kidding. Anyway, it was pretty funny to watch him during the selection process. He took his job very seriously.

While we were there, Wyatt "found" this old truck. It's Mater! From Cars!

As we were leaving...

"Wait, mom! One more!"

A few days later, the pumpkin carving. Here's Wyatt reading the instructions to dad.

And finally, checking out his handiwork, and singing "Five Little Pumpkins."

Wyatt's preschool Halloween party. The first of three Halloween parties we attended that week.

This was the first year that Wyatt picked out his costume. He wanted to be a ghost. I was a little surprised. I thought that he would want to be a race car driver, or McQueen, or Thomas, or something like that. But no. A ghost. Which was great, because it was the easiest costume ever.

Wyatt had a hard time staying in the costume parade. Twirling was irresistible. I understand, Wyatt, I really do.

The next fun party we went to was the party for the residents and staff at Jake's work. Micah was dressed as a puppy, because, well, if you've ever met Micah, you know that he IS a puppy. Jake was a dog catcher ("animal control officer"). Cute, huh?

There are no pictures of me (for what should be obvious reasons), but I was a black widow spider. I channeled my 7 year old self ("Going Buggy," anyone?), wore black leggings and tunic, filled black tights with stuffing, attached them to a black tunic, hung them from my arms, and then put a red hourglass cutout on my belly.

The boys (the little ones), were the hit of the party.

Micah's costume didn't stay on very long. He is a very sweaty boy. We don't usually require him to wear clothes.

Next up, the church party. Here are my boys in the parade.

After collecting some loot at the Trunk-or-Treat, we headed home, where the boys couldn't resist a little more time with the jack-o-lanterns. And a few more spooky Halloween songs.

Wyatt LOVED Halloween this year. He's finally old enough to really get into holidays and special events. He's only just stopped requesting and singing Halloween songs. Its so fun to watch him get excited about it. He's since transferred his excitement to Christmas, which he is even more pumped about. We can't wait!