Halloween

Halloween is no joke in this town. Every store starts decorating their window displays at the start of October, houses are draped in cottony cobwebs from the roofs to the sidewalks, and the pop of orange from pumpkins is everywhere. There's even a huge parade that brings out hundreds babies, toddlers, kids, and parents to Washington Street--each in one creative costume after the next.

So I knew if we were in town this year for Halloween, we had to do it up. Or at least dress up. But with an opinionated two-year-old (and a husband who is just not the costume kind of guy), there was no point in creating elaborate get-ups. Knowing that Eamon would not wear a hat, makeup, or anything involving something other than his regular clothes, we decided to go with the athletic route. Eamon would be a basketball player (easy enough with a Knicks jersey from Marshalls and his adidas track suit), Mark would be a ref (a quick purchase of a black-and-white striped shirt plus black running pants), and I, along with #2, would be a basketball and hoop.



Yep, a family of ballers.

My costume was one of those simple, made-from-items-you-have-at-home kind of things: An orange shirt with lines drawn on it for the ball (having a basketball-size baby bump definitely helps!), a cardboard box painted white with a red box made of duct tape for the backboard, and a basketball net. We happened to not have all of those items at home, but all told, it cost $10. The best part? I wore running shoes and yoga pants with it, so I was super comfortable walking around.




We went out to trick-or-treat with Eamon's buddies, and it was really fun to see and hear other people's reactions. And Eamon had the time of his life gathering candy in his little bag from all of the neighbors. I thought he'd be too young to get it, but he was not shy about marching right up to those candy bowls!




Eamon was moving so fast, it was hard to catch the front of him, but here are some shots of him in action. The little girl is his friend Victoria, who was dressed as Abby Cadabby from Sesame Street.





After gathering all of the sweets they could stuff in their bags, popping some chocolate bars in their mouths, and running around like crazy, we walked back to the "Big Trains" (AKA the light rail station)to see Leezie, Sam, and Jack off. Then Eamon slipped into a sugar-induced coma...after a long bath and a solid tooth brushing, he's sacked out dreaming sweet, sweet dreams, I'm sure.