I keep on repeating…this is our last _________(fill in the blank) as a family of four.
This is our last Halloween.
This is our last October.
our last autumn.
our last time we cut the grass.
our last cup of Panera’s broccoli cheese soup.
Ok ok…that last one isn’t true because good golly that stuff is like golden liquid crack.
But still…the point is…it’s finally starting to hit me that I am actually pregnant and that we are gonna have another baby (because apparently that happens sometimes when you are pregnant…you have a baby) and that our little family is gonna be not-so-little anymore. Not that five is big…but three kids is above the average size family. The point is…everything seems special right now. This is the one and only Halloween that Weston will be the baby. This is the one and only fall that Weston is our littlest leaf catcher. It’s kinda surreal and sad and exciting all at the same time. And when that ‘one and only’ phrase gets pulled out, so does my camera. and my ridiculous notion that I must go above and beyond on making memories.
It’s a sickness. Don’t judge.
This year we broke out the fall blanket and all the tools and we sat down as a family to do the pumpkin carving tradition on the front porch again. You may remember last year when we made a fun nail pumpkin…(remember those red front doors?)
Well this year, we had the same adventure with the same blanket in the exact same spot with Will’s exact same cowlick.
It’s amazing how sometimes recreating an event even one year later can bring back such a flood of emotions. Jeremy likes it because he knows what to expect when it comes to this activity (he is not a wing-it kinda guy and likes to prepare for pretty much everything…so this kind of regularity is easier on him than when I come up with something else out of the blue). And I really love love love the idea that the kids will know…this is Halloween…this is pumpkin carving….this is a family activity we all do together….this is fun on the front porch…it’s what we have always done and will always do.
And even though we may have blurry photos (ahem) it doesn’t really matter…because what matters is that we as a family are together creating those memories. We as parents create holidays. Sure…the stores and mass media help later on…but as little ones, we parents are the ones teaching our kids what is special about fall…the leaves, the pumpkins, the weather, the roasted seeds, the pies, the time together. It’s a privilege that I don’t take lightly.
After we gutted our pumpkin, Will got to decide what goes on it. This year he is really into Spiderman. A LOT. He has never even seen a Spiderman movie or cartoon so I don’t really know why he loves it so much but he does.
So he decided for his pumpkin that he wanted Spidie on there. With great pumpkins comes great painting memories….something like that
He did the round red painting (he’s actually really good with a paint brush…which makes me weirdly excited and proud) and I drew the guidelines with a pencil on the face for the black lines. We used his finger for the black straight lines until he was tired of doing it and then I finished with the ‘web’ stuff and the eyes.
After it was dried, I cut out the eyes so that it could shine in the dark.
He could not be more proud.
I tried to get Weston in on the painting action but he never actually put the paint anywhere but his mouth.
Every night we would go out and light it up. Note to self…buy post-Halloween battery operated lights.
We also did Halloween cookies. I am not so sure how to do cookies and make them actually look like the cookie cutters. I think I need to research that because every time we do the store bought sugar cookies, they bake into blobs. Will could care less right now (SPRINKLES!) but later he might be confused why I call some blobs a moon and some a pumpkin.
The other pumpkin we did was a googly eye craft. It was really easy.
I read online that this is more of an older kids activity because the hot glue but Will is really very careful and so I just used my own discretion. Most three year olds probably would do a lot better with a different type of glue.
He loved it. My goal was to glue the entire package (I got it for a buck at the Dollar Tree) to the pumpkin but in the end, it was filled an we still had a ton of little eyes left.
It’s cute, right?!
The funnest part was going downstairs into the ‘blacklight bathroom’ to see it glow. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…I will never be too old for blacklights.
Sometimes I dress in stripes or polka dots or roll around in lint just so I can go down there.
After all our Halloween preparations were done, we were really ready for the big day. Will asked me every single day if it was Halloween yet. And then when Thursday finally came, it FLEW by. I blame the fact that I didn’t have a costume for Weston ready. I had planned on making him Mario from Mario and Louigi but when I couldn’t find a $1 red baseball hat after searching for days (THEY MUST EXIST I TELL YA!) I decided to go to plan B…ask Will. My three year old decided that his brother would be Batman.
I found the jammies at Walmart for $6 and added a piece of black fabric as the cape (it was actually an old tshirt that Jeremy tore up and the back was perfect!). The hat was just a sock hat that I sewed a couple strips of flannel scraps for the ‘ears’ and the ties for under the chin. It took me about thirty minutes to do all the sewing…and my total cost was six bones for everything…so in the words of my baby George Costanza – rawr!
Will was….of course…Spiderman. We got his costume at Costco. It was $15 over the summer. He looked at the packaging so intently. And then he turned to me with the brightest light in his eyes and said “MOMMY! LOOK! Spidahman is showing me I LOVE YOU!” (my mom taught him the sign language for “I love you” and he does it all the time now). It was so sweet and innocent and perfectly him….shooting webs of love
Our friends came over to trick or treat with us and I snapped a couple of their pop star daughter too…
Right after dark, we set out to climb the driveways of eight different houses (it’s a bit hilly here in our neighborhood and the lots are bigger so the kids really have to work for their candy!).
This was Will’s first Halloween of walking sans stroller. He did really great…especially considering all our neighbors love him and he had an overflowing bag of candy (plus a huge special gift bag from one of our neighbors) with only six houses being home! Needless to say…my hips are not gonna be lying for a while.
Halloween was a huge success in my book. I feel like both boys got the full experience….even the candy at the end (I didn’t give Weston any but apparently you can suck the chocolate right out of a Hershey’s kiss wrapper in 0.2 seconds when you are 11 months old).
And personally I can think of a more ‘super’ way to do this season than with a couple of mini heroes
And this is NOT the last Halloween post I still have to recap our headstone how-to…but that will probably be an extra post sometime this week because I have a lot floating around in my head and house lately!