Happy Birthday Halloween!

What a week it has been! Saturday was Sammy's birthday party, all about Rocket ships. We shot rockets in the front yard, had a rocket pinata, played ring around the planet(ring toss), and had a cake with a rocket on it. Unfortunately Cotsco does not make a rocket ship cake, so we had to order a plain one and I put a rocket on it. Obviously amateur work, but at least you could tell it was a rocket, and it was green which was the most important thing to Sammy.

 And here he is with his cute little friends. He decided this was a no girls allowed party, except for cousin Ellie who came later.

Once the party was over it was time to carve pumpkins and get to work on Halloween costumes. Sammy decided on a scary face pumpkin and Andi picked out one of those skeleton patterns from the book. Neither of them wanted anything to do with cleaning out the guts.

We kept the giant pumpkin simple, and only put a small bulb in it this time.

Thad brought original Jack back this year and did a surprise inspection at lunch.

 Andi was Dorothy, and I got off really easy with her costume. A friend from church had a Dorothy costume that she borrowed, all I had to do was spray and glitter her old shoes for ruby slippers. Sammy however was a different story. He wanted to be a green airplane. So Thad brought home a huge box from work and crafted a plane which I then painted and finished the morning of Halloween. We tried to make Peter a pirate, and that lasted all of five minutes.

 Poor Sammy woke up Wednesday morning throwing up and continued to do so most of the day.  By dinner time he was well enough to eat a piece of toast and gatorade, and insisted on going to the halloween party at church. One we got there however he changed his mind. All these people in costumes were swarming around Thad to take pictures with Jack and Sammy just stood there in his plane(which he kept saying was heavy) and started crying. So Sammy and Peter and I spent most of the party sitting in the car until the trunk or treating began, at which point Sam put the airplane on for about 15 minutes and filled his treat bag. Then he came back to out car and sat in it the rest of the time till we ran out of candy to pass out. Poor guy did not have a great night, but it's kind of his halloween tradition to be sick. We'll see what illness next year brings.