So I have a little confession to make... I took photos of my boys in their costumes before it was actually Halloween. This has been a photographer's trick for years, and I used to think it was ridiculous. I didn't understand why people felt the need to capture the perfect picture when it wasn't even taken on the actual holiday. But now I get it. I so wanted to capture my boys running around, enjoying their costumes. I wanted to make sure the little details were logged for memory keeping. I wanted to make sure I had a picture of each of their little faces poking out of their costumes. And I didn't want the stress or the pressure of all this right before trick-or-treating was to begin. So instead, we dressed up the boys for our farmer's market (which just so happens to have a bit of trick-or-treating the Sunday before) and was able to snap away on a perfectly overcast day. Win for mom and a win for the kids, who didn't have to pose or sit or smile before they ran out to gather their candy loot.
This Halloween was a special one, because Nana was here!!! I can remember going to my grandparents' houses early in the evening before trick-or-treating each year to show off our costumes. My kids don't usually get that small little joy, so we were all pretty thrilled to have Nana visiting over a holiday. She took over candy duties while Conor & I walked the neighborhood with the boys. It was amazing to start the night as a whole family, although the boys were moving at quite different paces...
Finn was slow to walk up each set of stairs, but he went for it. And as soon as that candy hit his bucket, he wanted to eat it. NOW! We were able to hold him off as long as he had a sucker in hand. Two suckers later & a small fortune of candy, Finn was done. He spent the rest of the evening with Nana handing out candy, while I got to stay out late with Liam & the big(ish) kids!
Four may just be my favorite age for trick-or-treating! He was old enough not to need me to walk up to the doors with him, yet still young enough to slow down & enjoy the evening. He hasn't quite hit that age where it's just a straight mad dash to as many houses as possible without ever taking a breath. He walked with two friends who shared their excitement over each new goodie, their fear of spooky houses, & their desire to keep going and never stop. It was mostly just me & the dads, and a few adult beverages to get us through. Gosh, I love our neighborhood!