Let me start by saying I have the worlds crappiest digital camera. *hopes Santa pays attention this year and doesn't CHEAT ME, bastard*
Okay the run-down. Emily, our littlest, has REFUSED to trick or treat. Up until this year. Like, screaming hissy fit. So I was super excited that she was jazzed for dress-up this year. I only had to make three costumes before we got her to comply. Brat? Nooooo. She started off as the Corpse Bride, then hated it. So... Sally from "Nightmare Before Christmas" it is! But... black wig, not red. Oh, well. Mr. S in his infinite wisdom *cough* took all the pictures OUTSIDE. In the dark. Without a flash. Which I discovered this morning. So I've tried to lighten them up as best as I could...
So. The boy was Darth Vader, but you couldn't see his handsome face, so I uploaded the pics of him sans mask. He had the breathing and the "Noooooooooo!" down pat. Hee hee! *siiiigh* He's going to be dreamy when he gets older. Mother's bias? Sure, sure. and yes, I am aware that Emily looks like Samara. Ha!

One more, because they've been bickering lately and I was SO GLAD the two of them were ENJOYING each other's company.

You can't see it, but "Sally" has stitches down her arms, up her neck, etc. I TRIED! It's hard putting makeup on a squirming 4 year old. And here's where we realized she could pass for Samara. Niiiiiiiice. Guess what you're going as next year!

My Number 2 - third grader, wanted to be a "cute devil." Can you believe not ONE store had a devil costume? Correction. Not one NON-SEXY, THIS IS FOR A CHILD, I'M NOT RAISING A WHORE, I THANK YOU, Devil Costume. So. Black unitard, black yoga pants, black boots, and tail and horns. *cough* Her friend, SHEBLI (remember her? Crap. They ran into her last night) was dressed like a Pirate Whore. Oh, I'm sure that's not what the costume box said... I don't think... but. Half shirt that laced up IN THE FRONT like a corset. With NOTHING underneath. Are you picturing this? Skin exposed between the laces? On her FRONT?? Tiny skirt with handkerchief hem - you know: like it's ragged and torn? TINY. And platform boots. Knee high. Number one: it was 50 degrees. Number two: the child is 9. Number 3: her parents let her go BY HERSELF. Thank god Mr. S was there. Can you IMAGINE? We live in a gated community, but are you trying to tell me perverts don't own houses? Not to mention the possibility of being hit, or falling down, or getting lost in the dark.... GAH.
Okay. Here's my beautiful Morgan. (Yes, yes, mother's bias.)

And Morgan and Emily. (GOD, Morgan is tall! She's 8!!! 4'5"? That's tall, right?)

And now I have more candy than I know what to do with. At one point, I ran out while passing out candy, the boy came back (was bored) and I ransacked his pillowcase (we're old school, yo) for the crap candy. "And a Bit-O-Honey for you, peanut butter wafer thingy for you, and some cheap, turquoise Brachs hard candy thingamajigger for you! Don't egg me!"
ARE YOU ACCUSING ME OF GOING THROUGH THEIR BAGS AND STEALING THE YORK PEPPERMINT PATTIES AND SNICKERS AND 3 MUSKETEERS AND BUTTERFINGERS AND HIDING THEM IN MY DESK? ARE YOU??? Okay, just one of each. THEY DON'T NEED TO EAT ALL OF THAT ANYWAY. And those new Butterfinger crunchy things. But only two. THEY GOT PLENTY, HUSH.
OH! I had a Tiny Elvis come to my door. He was... 20 months? Could barely hold his bag? And he said: "Thank you. Thank you vewy much." I DIED. His dad was cracking up, then cuddled and kissed the boy - they had rehearsed. *laughs* Not many imaginative costumes. Lots of store bought ones. Okay, yeah, my kids too, I know. Except for Emily, who remains my favorite for letting me play with her. NEXT YEAR THEY ARE COING AS CONTRACTIONS. Or something with 3. I don't know. THE TRINITY!!!! Ha ha ha! I'm going to get run out of town. And I WILL DRESS UP, dangit. Mr. S went with
anelith's costume idea (we were in a time crunch and I couldn't get anything for us - poop!): Arhtur Dent: robe, towel, empty tea cup, bewildered expression, and a "Don't Panic" button. Heee! No one got it. I laughed at least. Stupid illiterate Republican neighborhood.
YES I HAVE HAD SOME CANDY THIS MORNING - WHY DO YOU ASK? *bounces*
[ETA: For Eh? Factor in the haul from last night] Okay, got new toothbrushes - yes, from the dentist - not interested in drumming up business, is he? Granola bars - my kids thought that was cool. Noise-makers - THANKS. No. Really. "Come on, kids! Let's go stand outside the nice lady's house and blow REALLY HARD." And 2 Jesus tracts. "Trick? or TRUTH." Awesome. "It isn't always fun to be afraid. Let Jesus save you from Satan." And I quote. I need to see if they got tp'd. and #2: "Say, let's make this a REAL HALLOWEEN!" What? string up witches and burn them for being pagans? Take the blood of a virgin after she's been rutted by the tribe elders and sprinkle it on the crops for a good harvest? OH. Pray to Jesus. ...huh? "Thank you for coming to my house and letting me share the love of Jesus." Well... we would have preferred smarties, thanks.
Okay the run-down. Emily, our littlest, has REFUSED to trick or treat. Up until this year. Like, screaming hissy fit. So I was super excited that she was jazzed for dress-up this year. I only had to make three costumes before we got her to comply. Brat? Nooooo. She started off as the Corpse Bride, then hated it. So... Sally from "Nightmare Before Christmas" it is! But... black wig, not red. Oh, well. Mr. S in his infinite wisdom *cough* took all the pictures OUTSIDE. In the dark. Without a flash. Which I discovered this morning. So I've tried to lighten them up as best as I could...
So. The boy was Darth Vader, but you couldn't see his handsome face, so I uploaded the pics of him sans mask. He had the breathing and the "Noooooooooo!" down pat. Hee hee! *siiiigh* He's going to be dreamy when he gets older. Mother's bias? Sure, sure. and yes, I am aware that Emily looks like Samara. Ha!

One more, because they've been bickering lately and I was SO GLAD the two of them were ENJOYING each other's company.

You can't see it, but "Sally" has stitches down her arms, up her neck, etc. I TRIED! It's hard putting makeup on a squirming 4 year old. And here's where we realized she could pass for Samara. Niiiiiiiice. Guess what you're going as next year!

My Number 2 - third grader, wanted to be a "cute devil." Can you believe not ONE store had a devil costume? Correction. Not one NON-SEXY, THIS IS FOR A CHILD, I'M NOT RAISING A WHORE, I THANK YOU, Devil Costume. So. Black unitard, black yoga pants, black boots, and tail and horns. *cough* Her friend, SHEBLI (remember her? Crap. They ran into her last night) was dressed like a Pirate Whore. Oh, I'm sure that's not what the costume box said... I don't think... but. Half shirt that laced up IN THE FRONT like a corset. With NOTHING underneath. Are you picturing this? Skin exposed between the laces? On her FRONT?? Tiny skirt with handkerchief hem - you know: like it's ragged and torn? TINY. And platform boots. Knee high. Number one: it was 50 degrees. Number two: the child is 9. Number 3: her parents let her go BY HERSELF. Thank god Mr. S was there. Can you IMAGINE? We live in a gated community, but are you trying to tell me perverts don't own houses? Not to mention the possibility of being hit, or falling down, or getting lost in the dark.... GAH.
Okay. Here's my beautiful Morgan. (Yes, yes, mother's bias.)

And Morgan and Emily. (GOD, Morgan is tall! She's 8!!! 4'5"? That's tall, right?)

And now I have more candy than I know what to do with. At one point, I ran out while passing out candy, the boy came back (was bored) and I ransacked his pillowcase (we're old school, yo) for the crap candy. "And a Bit-O-Honey for you, peanut butter wafer thingy for you, and some cheap, turquoise Brachs hard candy thingamajigger for you! Don't egg me!"
ARE YOU ACCUSING ME OF GOING THROUGH THEIR BAGS AND STEALING THE YORK PEPPERMINT PATTIES AND SNICKERS AND 3 MUSKETEERS AND BUTTERFINGERS AND HIDING THEM IN MY DESK? ARE YOU??? Okay, just one of each. THEY DON'T NEED TO EAT ALL OF THAT ANYWAY. And those new Butterfinger crunchy things. But only two. THEY GOT PLENTY, HUSH.
OH! I had a Tiny Elvis come to my door. He was... 20 months? Could barely hold his bag? And he said: "Thank you. Thank you vewy much." I DIED. His dad was cracking up, then cuddled and kissed the boy - they had rehearsed. *laughs* Not many imaginative costumes. Lots of store bought ones. Okay, yeah, my kids too, I know. Except for Emily, who remains my favorite for letting me play with her. NEXT YEAR THEY ARE COING AS CONTRACTIONS. Or something with 3. I don't know. THE TRINITY!!!! Ha ha ha! I'm going to get run out of town. And I WILL DRESS UP, dangit. Mr. S went with
YES I HAVE HAD SOME CANDY THIS MORNING - WHY DO YOU ASK? *bounces*
[ETA: For Eh? Factor in the haul from last night] Okay, got new toothbrushes - yes, from the dentist - not interested in drumming up business, is he? Granola bars - my kids thought that was cool. Noise-makers - THANKS. No. Really. "Come on, kids! Let's go stand outside the nice lady's house and blow REALLY HARD." And 2 Jesus tracts. "Trick? or TRUTH." Awesome. "It isn't always fun to be afraid. Let Jesus save you from Satan." And I quote. I need to see if they got tp'd. and #2: "Say, let's make this a REAL HALLOWEEN!" What? string up witches and burn them for being pagans? Take the blood of a virgin after she's been rutted by the tribe elders and sprinkle it on the crops for a good harvest? OH. Pray to Jesus. ...huh? "Thank you for coming to my house and letting me share the love of Jesus." Well... we would have preferred smarties, thanks.
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Date: 2005-11-01 07:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-01 07:17 am (UTC)Oh! I forgot to mention the Jesus tracts... *edits to add*
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Date: 2005-11-01 07:23 am (UTC)I love your family.
Lori and I worked. Meh. No Halloween for us. Jeff said he was too old to go trick or treating and told me to bring him home candy. Lisa, who will NEVER be too old for trick or treating, dressed up, as usual, as some obscure Final Fantasy character. Last year she was Hell Boy. The year before that? Night Crawler. But she didn't T and T, she and her best friend, who was an UnDead Barbie Zombie answered the door and scared the Hell out of the neighborhood kids. Ahhhh. Good times.
Gimme some candy!
*flails*
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Date: 2005-11-01 07:26 am (UTC)I LOVE YOUR KID. Man, I dressed up and went trick or treating through COLLEGE. Gimmie some CANDY! Hee!! Night crawler? I bet that looked AWESOME.
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Date: 2005-11-01 07:29 am (UTC)OMG - Austin is GORGEOUS and Emily is adorable - she cheesed and everything! When did Morgan get so tall? Is she taller than me, do you think? Okay, so I'm over 5' - but just barely.
Your kids are cute, *I* would have laughed at Allen's costume and I'm jealous of you and your candy.
I did nothing. Our DSL and Dish Networked are fixed - so what did I do? I watched Buffy. "Hush" in particular, but I watched "Something Blue" before it because - hey - it was on the same DVD and sometimes you're just in a mood for Giles asking if Spike is going to "lick" him to death.
Then I talked to Entre - that would be IM, although we're getting our microphones hooked up soon - for a while. Then Caza came home. Snuggles. Cookie. Sleep. Wow. I am one exciting little goblin.
Now I have to take in my ghost lights and go hunting for my pilgrims...
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Date: 2005-11-01 07:37 am (UTC)You know... I called you THREE TIMES. Ahem. And pinged you. And chatted with Caza on IM.
I WILL HAVE CANDY IN DECEMBER. Dude - pillowcases were 3/4ths filled. I'm not exaggerating. That is... if I'm still coming in December? WHO KNOWS. ignorerer. You don't love me. You just love my CD style.
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Date: 2005-11-01 07:46 am (UTC)The kids are precious! Such beautiful smiles!
Don't feel about taking the kid's candy, my mom had something she made up called Mom's Choice. This basically meant that before my friends and I started the barter and trade process, my mom got to choose three pieces of candy of her choice, including the really good stuff! And, believe me...she took full advantage of that! :)
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Date: 2005-11-01 07:57 am (UTC)Do you have photoshop? (or photoshop elements? although I don't know if elements has the features needed...) You can lighten pictures like magic (magic, I tell you!!!) really easily. You take the picture and copy the whole darn thing to another layer. Then you set the blending mode to screen. The whole thing lightens up. If it's not light enough yet, put another copy on top of that one with the blending mode set to screen. Shampoo, rinse, repeat. When you are at a stage where one is still a bit too dark but the next layer makes it too light you just dial down the opacity of that top layer.
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Date: 2005-11-01 08:18 am (UTC)Layer? Vastor? Rectum? *flails*
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Date: 2005-11-01 08:56 am (UTC)It was only one house this year. Last year there were four.
*beams with motherly pride*
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Date: 2005-11-01 09:17 am (UTC)The 9 year old dressed like Jon Benet and out by herself--jiggawha? Holy shit! The one year I absolutely insisted that my friends and I could walk it by ourselves, my dad acquiesced--and then followed us 100 feet back in the car the whole way. We looked independent, he looked... well, like a pedophile, probably, but nobody called him on it, and most importantly--nothing bad happened to me, because he was there, even though he was hidden. And I wasn't too terribly mortified. All in all, a satisfactory parent/child compromise, I think.
I'd rather have the toothbrushes or the apples than the Chick tracts, really... even the fuzzy old lady candy that looked like they pulled it out of their purse and put it in the candy bucket would be better than that.
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Date: 2005-11-01 09:21 am (UTC)*is pleased I'm not biased - much* And yay for your dad! Mr. S. got dressed up and walked with all the kids. It's more fun that way!
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Date: 2005-11-01 11:58 am (UTC)I LOOOOOOVED your pics. Your makeup was AWESOME, Beth. Also, re: towels. You wanna get high?
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Date: 2005-11-01 10:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-01 11:58 am (UTC)*hugs you* They are cute, huh? *beams*
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Date: 2005-11-01 10:16 am (UTC)Your kids are so cute! We don't get any at my apartment building. There's 4 apartments and the youngest tennant is a 17 year old with her parents.
Booo to the pirate whore. I saw a 10 year old wearing a similar costume. Lace up bodices are NOT meant for people who have yet to hit puberty. Ick.
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Date: 2005-11-01 11:59 am (UTC)Pirate Whore! Get your daughter's booty piflered and plundered!
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Date: 2005-11-01 11:26 am (UTC)2. I also have had candy.
3. HI!
4. Hee, Arthur Dent! Towel!
5. OMG I want the Jesus paraphenalia. HEE! Live from Texas!
6. I love you eleventy.
7. There is no seven.
8. Canada's smarties are made with chocolate, yum.
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Date: 2005-11-01 12:01 pm (UTC)I WILL SAVE THE PAMPHLETS. I will send them to you!
Hi!! I love you a billionity, so neener!
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Date: 2005-11-01 12:02 pm (UTC)And I'm going to be the sad sack dressing up 'til kingdom come. KINGDOM. It will come, so I've been told.
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Date: 2005-11-01 12:35 pm (UTC)Ya, know I was wondering where I could find a pirate whore costume for Tiny E. (I don't think he would have gone for it )
I'll have to have you pick up one for me next year. :-)
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Date: 2005-11-01 05:18 pm (UTC)Ahem. Tchus!
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Date: 2005-11-01 01:27 pm (UTC)I was stuffing my face last night while giving out candy. Before I had any dinner. Argh.
I won't let my 12 year old go alone. He was pants man this year. oh, you had to be here to get it. They always save me my favorites. /hey, train them early.
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Date: 2005-11-01 05:18 pm (UTC)PANTS MAN. That's a story I'm willing to hear. :-D
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Date: 2005-11-01 01:30 pm (UTC)ARE YOU ACCUSING ME OF GOING THROUGH THEIR BAGS AND STEALING THE YORK PEPPERMINT PATTIES AND SNICKERS AND 3 MUSKETEERS AND BUTTERFINGERS AND HIDING THEM IN MY DESK? ARE YOU???
I *knew* moms did that!
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Date: 2005-11-01 05:20 pm (UTC)And thanks! *squishes my cute kids*
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Date: 2005-11-01 05:21 pm (UTC)Hey! How about that sports team doing that thing it does? My word, huh? With the activity? And the people involved? Heh. Stuff. Goes here.
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Date: 2005-11-01 03:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-01 05:22 pm (UTC)*hugs you TIGHTER!!*
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Date: 2005-11-01 05:24 pm (UTC)Heh. (Not one? Are you stuck with candy then? Stuck? What am I SAYING.)
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Date: 2005-11-01 05:07 pm (UTC)I mean really, wtf.
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Date: 2005-11-01 05:25 pm (UTC)So... if one gets slipped into your bag, you can counter slip with: "Hey thanks for fucking up Halloween! Ya religious son of a bitch."
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Date: 2005-11-01 05:07 pm (UTC)I can not believe the Pirate Whore costume. Some parents worry me. But then my mother bought me a witch costume when I was in third grade and then decided that she didn't like how flimsy the material was and made me wear a turtleneck underneath it. I was not happy. I probably would have loved being the Pirate Whore but thankfully my mother had some sense.
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Date: 2005-11-01 05:26 pm (UTC)PIRATE WHORE. I mean, *I* would be a pirate whore, but a CHILD? Dude. Good mommy you have. "Let's have you put on a coat while we're at it... And a scarf. And gloves. And your dad's hunting clothes. And we'll have your dad follow you with a rifle. Have fun!"
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Date: 2005-11-01 06:00 pm (UTC)Your Halloween haul is freaking me out.
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Date: 2005-11-01 09:37 pm (UTC)2. You stole your children's candy. You so rock!
3. 9 year old pirate whore's parents need to be taken aside and hit over the heads with rolled up newspapers until they stop being shitty parents.
4. Costume designers for children also need to be hit over the head with rolled up newspapers - this also goes for half of the people who design childrens fashions.
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Date: 2005-11-01 09:41 pm (UTC)*beams with motherly pride!*
I have soooo much candy. Damn that diet! Come eat some.
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