Yesterday was all about celebrating Halloween. I woke up early and surprised Robby with ghost and pumpkin shaped pancakes for breakfast. I even dyed his milk orange. Unfortunately he refused to drink the festive milk because he was somehow convinced it came from a pig, not a cow. Lesson learned!
He was delighted that he was able to wear his
Halloween costume to school. He looked like such a cute little
paratrooper. Apparently I am not the only person to have found him
particularly adorable. When we walked into his classroom, a little girl
dressed as Alice from Alice in Wonderland looked up from her coloring,
smiled broadly and said, "Well hello there, soldier." By the time I had
hung his coat on the hook, he was being chased around the room by a line
of girls all clad in various princess dresses.
party was a rousing success. I fully solidified my role as "World's Best
Room Mom." We had a costume parade, various arts and crafts, did a
lively Monster Mash dance contest and made eyeball cake pops. Everybody
had a blast, and Robby thanked me for being "the most awesomest Momom in
the whole world."
Keeping with our Halloween theme, I promised
Robby "mutilated rats and ghost toots" for dinner. I spent two hours
making and freezing mashed potatoes into silicone ghost molds and
forming meatloaf into the shape of rats. Robby sat at the table, looked
at the food (artfully decorated) and refused to eat. He declared that he
would "never ever eat a rat or a ghost fart." We tried to convince him
that it was a joke and that I had made meatloaf and mashed potatoes, but
the damage was done. He had two rice krispie treats before dressing to
go trick or treating.
This year Robby decided to go as a
paratrooper army man. I was hoping that he would choose to be a
Ghostbuster, but he was adamant in his decision. It wasn't my favorite
Halloween costume for the boys, but I suppose that the years of picking
his costume are long gone. Seeing Robby in fatigues made my heart sink,
but his smile quickly dispersed any premonition Mommy fears I was
experiencing. He was delighted with his costume, and the fact that his
Daddy was also an army man made his night!
Finally, after nearly
four months, Scott has found a good use for his scooter. He and Robby
scooted around the neighborhood, trick-or-treating at more houses than
ever before. They came home twice to empty their stash and Scooter
bragged that Robby couldn't stop giggling between houses.