All in all, a successful Halloween celebration. We started partying it up a little early by buying some "zombie eyes" at the church bake sale. They were DEE-licious.
Jolie joined us for trick-or-treating. Her daddy got sick (but is recovering!) while he was deployed and so Mandi is down in Texas, hanging out in the ICU. Sam and ND frequently ask to have Jolie spend the night, so this was a perfect opportunity to do just that.
Uncle Noy also joined us. Sam wanted to know what Uncle Noy's costume was supposed to be. Turns out, Uncle Noy wasn't in costume. Those of you who know Uncle Noy even a little bit know he is, um, really frugal and would rather die than overspend on anything...let alone clothing. He thrives on thrift store finds and hand-me-downs. He shamelessly trick or treated with the kids and I was a bit surprised when adults actually gave him candy. I scrutinized his outfit a little more closely and decided he looked like a homeless man...no wonder the adults gave him candy!
I tried to tell Uncle Noy this, but I kept laughing so hard I'm not sure he understand my epiphany. Then I had to start thinking about other things or laughing was going to make me pee my cowgirl pants.
|See how no one is wearing a coat? It was a balmy 60 degrees at 630pm. I love Lewiston. This would never, ever happen in Idaho Falls.|
|Seriously, does he NOT look like a homeless man? I love giving Uncle Noy a hard time.|