Happy Halloween!

Since we basically skipped Halloween last year, Kate and Kiki were double excited for Halloween this year.  We ordered their costumes weeks ago.  Kate was a vampire and Kiki was a dragon.  Kiki was so funny...she didn't believe that the kids would actually wear costumes to school so she refused, instead packing her cape in her backpack.  She did put it on for the costume parade at school, but I noticed that she took it right back off when she got back to class.  She must take after her mother.

Bruce's office had their annual trick or treat.  The girls look forward to it because it is all kinds of candy with very little legwork.  Bruce was an extremely frightening scarecrow.  I caved to the pressure and wore a set of cat ears, but my thoughts are this:  1) Halloween is for kids.  2) When's Thanksgiving?

Then, it was time to trick or treat at home.  We picked out LaBoeuf's costume the day we got him, and he had grown so much in just a week it almost didn't fit.

He was a "LaBEE."
Funny, no?

He's sure affectionate.

Forget the bee costume.
I shall caption this one:
Demo"cat" and Re"pup"lican.
And Kate.

A friend of my sister-in-law brought this awesome meat face dip to her birthday party a couple of weeks ago, and I had to duplicate it for my mom's annual Halloween chili dinner.

By the time night trick or treating rolled around, Kiki agreed to let Bruce paint her face.  Thank goodness for him because anything even remotely artistic is way outside of my comfort zone. 

Yes, Halloween in Utah was warm enough that I wore flip flops!
And you all thought global warming was a problem.

Powder had a costume too:
Walking Corpse.

All that trick or treating wore out LaBoeuf.  Fortunately Dan had a lap and was ready to cuddle.

I think a good time was had by all...the girls got an insane amount of candy.  I let them have at it for a couple of days then confiscated most of it, and they were so candied out they didn't even protest. 

On a side note, LaBoeuf had his first vet visit on Friday.  Everything checked out great, and I was so relieved that I waltzed right out of the vet's office without even paying.  Whoopsy.