Friday night we finally got around to carving our pumpkins. Hudson was full of a million questions, but really enjoyed "helping". He got to scoop the goop, and kept grabbing the carving tools when we weren't looking and giving the unsuspecting pumpkins a little stab. Holland wouldn't touch the goo (just like her brother at that age), and couldn't really care less about the pumpkins. She wasn't feeling well, so she just kept crawling into my lap. When all was said and done, we ended up with a vampire Mickey for Hudson, a cute little hairbow wearing-gaptoothed-cheeseygrin pumpkin for Holland, a spider for Daddy, and a greenish puking pumpkin for me. Oh, and Cootie had to test some pumpkin and promptly got sick on the dining room rug.
Saturday was the big day. We went to a Christmas bazaar at Hudson's school, lunch at Grammy Marcie and Papa Jim's house, then home for short naps. My fuzzy little elephant was so excited to trick or treat and my little Pebbles Flintstone was just kind of along for the ride. It was freezing, so she didn't stay out long. At one point, Holland got so cold that Danny was wearing her inside his coat, and Mimi D ended up taking her back home. Hudson was funny, because there was a neighbor wearing a scary mask, sitting on his porch, and he wouldn't even get out of the wagon. Because of that, things started out pretty slow for him, but he soon got into it and had a great time. We came home and both kids loved dumping and sorting through all of their loot before settling down for the night.