Sarah had been wearing this basket around the house for days. I thought it would be great for her to go as a "basket case". She didn't cooperate, of course. It stayed on just long enough to snap this picture. She saw all the kids running around the parking lot at the church and knew that was just what she wanted to be doing too, not sitting around for pictures.
This was the back-up costume. My pretty ballerina.
This is her hollering that I am torturing her. "What is this horrible thing you are making me wear?"
Caleb as the "Grim Reaper". Every picture I took of him he managed to pull that hood part way over his face. It made him more "sinister".
There is no sinister in Sam. Here is our great warrior, our knight in shining armor! Oh, yeah, and he's got a cool sword.
(Check out that chain mail shirt that I painted a few years ago for another Halloween. The awesome crest on the helmet is new this year, though. I chopped up a hand broom from the dollar store and spend the night with the hot glue gun.)
This dapper English chap is none other than our Jacob. Don't let that grin fool you though. He is really an under-cover spy, complete with shoe phone and poison dart cane. (Remember, you didn't hear it from me.)
Here is the whole crew. Caleb brough one of his friends from the neighborhood. He was very thrilled with the idea of a trunk-or-treat (he had never heard of one before) on Saturday when his mom was going to let him go out again on Sunday. He did have to sit through our primary singing all 13 Article of Faith songs as payment. (Way to be a missionary, Caleb!)
Sarah managed to grt rid of most of her accessories, but still wasn't happy about not having full reign of the parking lot.
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