This year was a little odd because all the parties at school and in the neighborhood were last week so we had days of dead time before the trio donned their costumes again. They had already done the school parade and and bounce house parties and could not quite figure out when Halloween actually starts and stops.
|Does this crack you up? He wasn't even trying and looks like an evil Pirate!|
However, taking three year old triplets trick-or-treating feels like taking octuplets. Seriously. I was wiped. Bray was not quite as beaten down as me by the end of it, but still that process can knock you out. Door-to-door-to-door. Tinkerbell shedding wings and wand. Captain Hook shedding hat and hook. Peter Pan shedding bow and arrows.
The eldest got the hang of it quick. He stopped waiting for people to hand him the candy, and instead sent double fists into the candy bowl to maximize his haul. Clearly they figured out Halloween in a nano-second. (Much like the way they took to hunting Easter eggs - the baby told me at bedtime that after breakfast this morning he was going back out trick-or-treating - he was sad to hear that was not an option.)
|Bray led the multi-kid procession with our choo-choo wagon|
|The baby says, "hey mom" check this out|
|The little lady says, "really, I can knock on a stranger's door?"|
|A neighbor brought his guitar out and played for the kids|
|Yes, these are 3 full buckets of non-Weight Watcher friendly candy|