Halloween 2012 was a big occasion at our house this year as Oliver was old enough to kind of "get it" this time. He was a zebra! To be specific - Marty the Zebra from Madagascar. It was the first thing that came out of his mouth when I asked what he wanted to be about a month ago, so I just ran with it.
He is a really cute zebra, but not the most docile one.
Halloween festivities started on the Sunday before Halloween, at Stepping Stones' (daycare) Annual Halloween Carnival. He did really well at this event, even with the tons of people that cram into the hallways and classrooms. He was able to participate in the games this time, and was happy to win prizes, but mainly just wanted to walk around and show off his costume. Here are some pics from the Carnival. The little baby chick in the first pic is our friend Samantha Whaley. She was a cutie!
Actual Halloween night was a frenzy. We made it to our friends the Griffiths' house by 6pm, let the kids run around a bit (Noah, Charlie, Oliver, Madeline and Sam Whaley made up the group), ate pizza (well, some of us ate pizza. Oliver took 3 bites). Then, it was time for group photos before we went off to treak-or-treat around the neighborhood. And, that's where the slow and steady downhill of the evening started. Oliver, it seems, is not into getting his photo taken these days. Like, starting on Halloween of all days! Grrrr. Lots of tears anytime a camera was pointed his way.
He did enjoy the trick-or-treating part of the night, but was actually more interested in trying to get into people's homes than receiving his candy. Seriously. It's probably my fault. I watched WAY too much HGTV when I was on bedrest those 7 weeks. :)
We made a quick stop at our friends the Gudgells' house (where they were dressed as a hockey player and cheerleader, respectively), and then our last stop was at Mike Zerr and Tara Davidson's house, for their annual Halloween Open House.
Now, we have had an annual pic of the three boys (Oliver, Charlie, and Noah) on the same wall at Zerr's house and this year was going to be pic #3. OMG! My son refused to cooperate. Yet again. I think the photos we have of the three of them has him crying in all of them! So, needless to say, we ended the night quickly and took our worn-out zebra home - where he promptly asked for a muffin and yogurt before bed. Not candy! Who is this kid?
