Halloween 2013 (with links to Halloween 2011 and 2012 that you will probably want to click on)

This was the kids' first time doing Halloween. For Sam's first Halloween, we just dressed him up, took some pictures, and then handed out candy at home. Last year, Steve was deployed, I dressed up the kids and took them to a FRG Halloween event (a bust), and then handed out candy at home. This year, we don't live in a place where trick-or-treating is actually A Thing, so we dressed the kids up and went to Trunk Or Treat on post.

This look of confusion and fear was a common theme throughout the evening.

Since this was a new experience for them and people were decked out in scary costumes and some folks' trunks were borderline offensive, it was hard to get these two to collect any candy for us.

More confusion - mostly over why Molly's BFF Dada (aka The Cookie Monster) (aka Sofia) has candy and she doesn't.

Sam only got happy when he saw a blackhawk fly nearby.

But who could be happy with a costume that doesn't even fit?

My mom gave me two of these Aubie costumes when Sam was a year old. In my haze, I assumed that he wore the 18-month costume when he was a year old and I had packed the 24-month costume for Korea. Had I actually LOOKED at the thing, I would have realized my mistake, but oh well. He's cute AND prepared for the flood. (Also, three years old and tiny enough to fit into size 18 month clothes..)

Isn't she the cutest squeakiest thing you've ever seen?

We somehow ran into Alabama fans (can't escape them no matter how far you travel, apparently!), but the most important person we saw there (the guy handing out the Reeses) was wearing an Auburn jacket and gave the kids extra because we are "raising them right." Thank ya kindly and a War Eagle!

As good as it gets these days... This was the best out of... six attempts? LE SIGH.

Bribed with a sucker. I love the sound of silence.

A turtleneck on a baby! Oh my goodness I do think that's a cute look. Really accentuates the whole having-a-neck thing, which wasn't even possible at this time last year.

Since the whole getting-candy-from-strangers portion of the evening did not appeal to my children, we ended up on the playground. A playground we've been to many many MANY MANY TIMES. And they proceeded to go down this little slide 42 million times like it was the latest and greatest attraction. Every other time we've been to this playground, no one has given two shits about this slide. Well. All that changed on Halloween. After we peeled these two away from the playground, we headed home and had pizza and sorted all 12 pieces of candy.

If this doesn't make you sad, I don't know what will.

The next night, we went over to a nearby apartment complex where some Americans had set up a trick-or-treat extravaganza for the kids. Except it was more like four people sitting on the sidewalk handing out candy. But don't fret, these people were handing out GOOD STUFF. Like tons and tons of Reeses. And since there were approximately eight children trick-or-treating, we ended up with more than enough Reeses to make Mama happy. I mean, poor Sam and his peanut allergy.

My dad made us our Chick-fil-A shirts and my mom sent us the to-go bags for the kids to use as candy bags. We are really hoping to somehow convince AAFES to open up Chick-fil-A's worldwide. Because, I'm sorry (I'm not sorry), no one wants to eat Burger King and Taco Bell at the PX food court when they could be eating Chick-fil-A. NO ONE. A friend even told me, "I would paint my whole body in Polynesian sauce if that would help the cause." No, we're not desperate, why do you ask?

After we got home from trick-or-treating, we sorted candy (yesssssss) and then realized that that smell had been coming from MOLLY the entire time and it wasn't just that funky Korean air. (How lovely.) So that kicked off The Weekend Of The Stomach Virus and I've been eating Reeses ever since. How was your Halloween? Do your pants still fit or have we all just decided to wear yoga pants til the spring?