original little hellraisers

it’s the best!  what could be better than a holiday dedicated to going door to door begging for candy.  it’s the one day of the year that it’s acceptable behaviour to threaten complete strangers in the name of candy.

  

it was a perfect fall night, damp from a mid-day shower but warm and slightly breezy.  we met the mork-ulness clan and headed to belvedere street for trick-or-treating.  belvedere street is like something out of the movies.  on this beautiful tree lined street each house pulled out all the stops for halloween.  among all the classically halloween decorated houses, there were several haunted houses, a house giving out fresh kettle corn with one of those huge copper pots, the 1931’s frankenstein movie was being projected onto a sheet in the trees and this goregeous modern home (who apparently works for pixar) with dancing panda’s and tigersblasting music.  owen, who almost slept through trick-or-treating again, was wide-eyed and kept saying, “mama…dancing bears!”  it was an impressive spectacle. 

  

belvedere street was packed with like minded kids and parents, so owen rode on john’s shoulders the whole night with a sticky unwrapped lollipop in one hand and his pumpkin bucket in the other.  which kept hitting john in the face the whole night.  owen quickly learned saying “trick-or-treat” = candy.  after every house visit he’d come back crossing the pumpkin bucket across john’s face exclaiming “more candy!”  dylan was a sleepy monster in the back of the stroller the whole night.  we went back to the mork-ulness’s house for homemade pheasant soup and watched owen and lucia in sugar induced crazies hurl themselves off a table and into a bean bag.  it was wildly entertaining.