Trick Or Treat

It was the Little Man's first Halloween. Isn't he the cutest little horse you ever saw? I thought it was only fitting that he be a horse since he has a cowboy bedroom. We thought he was absolutely adorable.

Sweetpea's joke: What did Little Man say when he fell down? I've fallen, and I can't giddy-up.

The Princess has outgrown her princess ways. For a few years, the only question about her Halloween costume was which Disney Princess she would choose. Then two years ago, she decided to be a witch. An adorable little witch carrying a cinnamon scented broom. Last year, she was a perfectly cute little cheetah. This year, she was a Pop Star Witch.

Sweetpea couldn't really decide at first if she wanted a real costume. She thinks she's getting a little old for trick or treating. That makes me sad! In the end, she saw this red devil costume, and decided to give it a go. She was beyond cute, and I had the most fun teasing and spraying her hair. She said it looked like a horror movie when she took a shower that night. I said, "Like Psycho". She said, "Huh? What's that?"

We had beautiful weather to start our evening. Not too hot, not too cold.

Beautiful sunset.

By the time we were half way around the circle, it was starting to rain. Our Little Pony was snugly warm and sleeping in his costume, plus his cowboy blankie his Aunt Jeannie gave him.

The Princess got to trick or treat with her very best friend in the whole wide world. These two have spent every one of their seven Halloweens together. I hope they have many, many more.

The girls both got way too much candy.

And then we went home to put our tired Little Pony to bed.

And after he spit up on himself, Sweetpea said, "He has a little cud on his shoulder."

Oh, that girl!