Hello Weiner!

I'm sure that the term "Hello Weiner" comes from some place, but Griff woke up yelling it at the top of his lungs and would follow it up with his best Beavis & Butthead laugh. Completely annoying...

The boys decided to be a Ringwraith, Ghost Rider, and an ewok.
I've included a photo of what they were supposed to look like and then one of what they actually looked like.

C:

After I'd finished his cape, C wanted nothing to do with his mom. Didn't want his face painted, didn't want me to dictate what he wore under the cape. Didn't want me telling him what time to come home. Didn't want me asking who he was going T-or-Ting with. This made me highly suspicious. Turned out that he just wanted to go with his friend, S, and that they needed to start at 5:00 because S was taking his 2-yr-old cousin. Go C!

E:

E was my most persnickety character. He would not wear the brown leather jacket I'd found OR blue jeans. "Because no one will know who I am if I wear those colors!" Whatever. I think his hair turned out all right, but we could have done a much better job on his make up. He's just not very patient in that arena. Jon said he looked like a skeleton with pork chops. Next year Jon gets to be in charge of face painting.

G:

And then there's G. G had raided our costume box a couple of months ago and put on C's Chewbaca costume. Grandma Hill did a fantastic job on this, and I was so excited to be able to use it again! G wore a dracula costume to the ward party last weekend, and I was a little nervous that he may just go the bloodsucker route. At the last minute he declared that an Ewok it would be. I think he was dead on, but the costume was a tad too warm for last night's temperatures. These photos were taken before he'd even left the house, and you can tell how uncomfortable he was - although some of it was that his bro C was out T-or-Ting and he had to wait for Jon to get home... Poor G came home sweat sooaked. We ended up putting him in a brown t-shirt and brown pants so that he could finish sugar gathering. By the time he came home, the hood was off, and I'm sure we'd offended more than one neighbor with what they must have thought was some sort of Soulman rendition.

We took today easy and will be putting away the scary Halloween stuff tomorrow. Here's what we had out:

Inside:



Outside: I love the hand in the trunk. It scared quite a few kids this month. The thing was so gross that when we bought it, Griff wouldn't carry it through the store.