I was going to debate with Amanda over who was going to blog first about Halloween but since mine was the only one not X-rated I figure I win by default. As usual we had big dreams for our family costume theme this year, but with a $30 total budget, my Han Solo pants are going to have to wait until next year. Finn was easy, he got the hammy-down (that's how I used to think it was spelled) hot dog costume from Liam's first Halloween. So from there we build. Liam was a hamburger, Erin was a waitress, and I was a fry cook. Every year the too-effing-cute-for-words city of Healdsburg shuts down the downtown square and all the businesses hand out candy to the kids. Well, all but the one fancy jewelry store where they freaked-out at Liam once because he gently touched the stupid bird-feeder thing they keep out on the sidewalk. They were handing out fucking school supplies or something. Anybitch, Liam didn't bother with his usual nap that day. I think he sensed he was going to dress up like a hamburger and get free candy so sleep was out of the question. Instead he took off his poopy diaper and sat quietly in, from what I could tell, no fewer than seven different spots in his room during what would have usually been nap time. Neat.
We descended upon the mayhem around 4:30. By 7:00 we were done. Really done. Liam was on what is probably the 2-year-old equivalent of a bender. No sleep and lots of chocolate. He divided his time between full-out sprinting and collapsing into my arms. I got a great workout. Finn of course slept the entire time. Erin....well Erin was just really hot.