Happy November! A Halloween photo documentary for your viewing pleasure.
Rob and I had to teach today and couldn’t meet up with the kids until 4:30, so babysitting wonder Ally Bo picked up both kids and got them on the trick-or treat wagon. Here’s a weird thing about New York City. All the kids trick-or-treat in stores. For real. As in, The Gap. As in, Hey I’ll try on a pair of jeans while my kid gets a Snickers from the cashier. Totally weird, yet very fun. The candy haul is usually full of bizarre things like fortune cookies and those strawberry hard candies wrapped in the strawberry wrapper. With an occasional candy bar. We are totally used to it, but it was Ally Bo’s first time, and I have to say, it does take some getting used to, but it grows on you. They racked up a pretty good haul this year coming down Broadway from 79th street and by the time I met up with them, Beatrix’s pumpkin was full.
Beatrix has been saying “It’s Halloween today” every morning for about a month, so I think she was shocked it had actually happened at all.
We met up with Rob, and by this point Beaz had shed her coat. More than 100 old ladies told me in no uncertain terms that she looked cold, but she was fine (and this was only for a block or two.)
Soon we all moved out to our friend Sarah and Michael Berry’s house in Rockland County for a more traditional trick-or treat experience (yards and doorbells, vs. Duane Reade and McDonalds). On the way there we let Beatrix and Charlotte eat candy to stay awake. Which is better than espresso.
I hope you all had a good night! Put up a link to your Halloween pictures in the comments section!
(Blogisode Nineteen appears tomorrow! Same time, Same place!)