The big day, and it is a really big day, started with a trip back to the nearby state park for 'The first Annual Monster Rock Fish Festival' or as Stu preferred to call it to his new work buddies 'Monster Rock Festival'. It kicked off with a designated safe trick or treat area so full buckets by midday were quickly confiscated. A spot of good old traditional (?) pumpkin painting and leaf art for the girls followed by some retail therapy for mummy in the craft market.
We had to cut short our Monster Rock Festival because the rest of the neighbourhood houses were decked out in Halloween stuff whilst ours was not. Abby did think that my spiders web made and lit by xmas icicle lights was a little too english eccentric, but covered in the last $2 bag of web stuff from Walmart, guarded by a descending scary red flashing eyed triantula spider set of by motion sensors and you got a winning combo - especially if you cut a hole in the web and put the bucket of candy one side and the children the other. Only 2 crying children, but their parents weren't too mad. Next year Ab wants to create a 'tunnel of doom' along the porch - think that may be a step too far.
I returned from trick or treat duty with the girls to find Abby missing from her position behind the web. Instead she was sat on the neighbours front steps drinking their red wine, you can change a girl's country but you can't change the girl.
Our sweet pea in his Halloween costume (I am so very sorry son...)
We had to cut short our Monster Rock Festival because the rest of the neighbourhood houses were decked out in Halloween stuff whilst ours was not. Abby did think that my spiders web made and lit by xmas icicle lights was a little too english eccentric, but covered in the last $2 bag of web stuff from Walmart, guarded by a descending scary red flashing eyed triantula spider set of by motion sensors and you got a winning combo - especially if you cut a hole in the web and put the bucket of candy one side and the children the other. Only 2 crying children, but their parents weren't too mad. Next year Ab wants to create a 'tunnel of doom' along the porch - think that may be a step too far.
I returned from trick or treat duty with the girls to find Abby missing from her position behind the web. Instead she was sat on the neighbours front steps drinking their red wine, you can change a girl's country but you can't change the girl.
Our sweet pea in his Halloween costume (I am so very sorry son...)
Love the pea , looks ready to eat! Great to be back in touch
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