Our church held the annual Halloween party early this year.  After judging at Amanda’s Speech Meet all day I raided her prop closet to build a spooky trunk display.  What good is having a drama teacher in the family if you can’t mooch off her?  Sam insisted on helping.

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Not long after that we all suited up and went to the party!  As Sam has been reciting all month, he was a dragon, Jack was an ewok, I was a vampire, and Ben was a ghoooooooooost.

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I’m didn’t know the kids looked so grumpy in this pictures.  I blame that on the sealed container of candy corn someone left in plain sight at the entrance.  Don’t show kids candy if they can’t have it!

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It was a whirlwind party.  Quick pizza dinner, then a quick round of carnival games.

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I wish I had more time to set up my trunk – I barely got it decent looking before kids arrived!  A lot of the the things I had planned didn’t happen because I had no time.  But there were many ooo’s and ahhh’s and I had many kids try to come back for seconds and thirds or more.  (Seriously.  Ben packed me two 36 packs and one 18 pack of full-sized candy bars and I ran out well before the kids stopped coming.  I’m POSITIVE there were not 90 kids there).   I didn’t have time to replace my fangs or put on black gloves and pince nez.  I did my best impression of Sam’s preschool teacher with the thick Slavic accent, put spooky music on my old timey speaker, and tried to keep the cauldrons bubbling. I might have sounded like this at times, but people seemed to like the effect either way.

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The party quickly wrapped up and the boys dived into their hauls.  It’s only October 22.  I hope we have more fun to come.  (Sorry if I sound grumpy.  I have a splitting headache.  It was a fun but crazy day with a lot of emotional kids to handle for a variety of reasons.  I really really wish I could sleep in tomorrow.)