Why Halloween is Anticlimactic

So 2 nights ago, Tyler told me that I had better take over the blog. He is so busy with marketing his new job and our little Scotty that unfortunately blogging has taken a back seat... So I will try to do my best (and if I fail miserably, maybe that will be incentive for Tyler to take back over :-)

On my mind lately has been Halloween. Every year it has been anticlimactic for me since I was a little girl. The major problem is its got this huge hype; schools have their carnivals, we have trunk or treating at church, and everyone talks about their awesome costume weeks (if not months!) in advance. My family even used to drive to another neighborhood who had better costumes than our street so we could see how people were dressed up. Then, you get back home, tired, exhausted, and dump out your plastic pumpkin...and find chocolate. Tons of it.

I hate chocolate. It tastes gross to me and has ever since I can remember. It doesn't even look tempting. Well, once I looked at something chocolate and wished I liked it because it looked good, but that is it. It was probably something my sister-in-law Michal made. Her food always looks good.
So anyway, my sister & I would sit on the floor of my room, trading chocolate for dots. I like dots. But no one really ever hands out dots. I would trade like 6 chocolates for one of my sister's dots (no coincidence that she is an econ minor at BYU). I would try to trade with my brother but he wasn't interested. It was HIS candy. No trades allowed.
I hate halloween. Again, anticlimactic. Just like prom. We spent all this money on a limo (I paid because my date didn't go to my HS), ate at a fancy restaurant, and then left for the dance. It was on the pier and the limo driver drove the wrong way around the water. We got "lost" for 1 1/2 hours. By the time we found the dance, we stood in line for pictures for 45 minutes, got to dance 4 songs, and it was over. Awesome, huh :-(
So anyway, back to the present. Now that I have a child, Halloween has a whole new meaning. Everyone is asking what Scotty will be... Why do I have to decide? Can't we skip it this year? Back when we were at BYU, our friend dressed up her adorable son as a ghost, with a "BOO" shirt and she put flour all over his face so it was white. This year, one of my great friends is dressing up her daughter (2 weeks older than Scotty) in a Halloween sleeper that she got at Target. It's black with ghosts on it. Another good friend is dressing up her daughter (about 8 weeks older than Scotty) up as tinker bell that she got from her sister's build a bear...she fits into a build a bear outfit! Great idea!

So, I got a build a bear as a baby shower gift, it was a football player! I run and get it out of the garage as Tyler undresses Scotty. We're both excited! Maybe there will be a Halloween this year! As soon as its off the bear and in Tyler's hands, we realize there is no way this will fit over our Son's 15 3/4 inch head. We try anyway... Yeah, no luck (and a very mad Scotty now)
The pants fit at least. Next option is cutting the jersey and adding velcro? Or (Tyler's eyes light up) I could sew a BYU jersey and put SCOTTY on the back!
All of a sudden this is getting far too involved.
Plus, my mother-in-law has my sewing machine because she's making a cowboy shirt for my nephew...who has probably known what he's going to be since Spring.

So anyway, don't come trick-or-treating to our place, because we're boycotting.



Ok, while browsing through our pictures for this, I found some and thought I'd do an addendum to this blog...

Other Halloween ideas:

The emperor from Star Wars

Goliath

Buddah

The 4th Tenor

Tyler says that last one will need some make-up and a prop
Hows this

And to finish it off, a wonderful family who doesn't need costumes (we took these on Saturday at a portrait studio Tyler's classmate owns in Dana Point)