Steve took quite a shine to carving. Is he not the sweetest? I was his sous carver + taskmaster, fueled by iced coffee and inspired by magazine clippings. Ms. Martha did not disappoint.
Our motley crue:
I had said that all I wanted to do for Halloween this year was make a pot of soup, some cider, and sit on our front porch with family and friends--whoever wanted to join, really--while the trick-or-treaters came by. And every time I'd tell people what our costumes were, their next question would always be, where are you going? Nowhere, just staying home! Deep down we're just two big kids and really dig Halloween.
Well, the soup ended up being chili, there were a piddly total of 10 trick-or-treaters to speak of, but we ended up making our own fun, didn't we? And we knew it was Halloween 'cause we had to bob for donuts hanging from the ceiling. It's tradition, especially when together you're a Krispy Kreme vendor ...and his donut.
Because they were with us. Even Paps dressed up.
I loved loved loved Halloween 2009.