We celebrated Halloween at my Aunt Phyllis' house in Lido Beach. She was so great to host us and such a good sport. She came right from the train from D.C., after attending John Stewart's Rally to Restore Sanity, back to her house full of sugar-spiked kids. It was Lyla's first time trick or treating from house to house and I think she caught on pretty quick.
First house was a success!
She loved Chrissy's dinosaur costume.
Star Wars buddies (how handsome?)
My cute pup
Lyla thought my fur vest was my matching dog costume.
Lyla and Chris were a little slower than the rest of her cousins -- typically two houses behind the rest of the bunch. But in the end, that proved to be an advantage. They didn't have to waste time walking up to houses where we knew no one was home and they got a heads up on houses that didn't hand out candy.
Dennis came back from one house as we were approaching and with a very dejected look said to me "It's pretzels." We skipped that one! Thanks, Den!
Lyla's biggest rookie mistake was picking the "bad candy". At one house, she could have chosen, Reeses peanut butter cups, Snickers or Twix and she chose the Whoppers. Another time she picked a Mounds over a Crunch bar. Bad choices, Miss Lyla. The debate of the day was whether Butterfinger is a good choice or bad choice. I say bad.
A perk for the parents. White sangria roadies in vampire cups!
With a pitcher following not too far behind in case anyone was running low.
Lyla got a kick out of all the big kids walking around in costume. She really liked this Elvis!
Lyla, Dylan and Nick
Lyla and Nick
Back at the house...Grandma and her babies
Dylan stood guard at the door....One for Dylan, One for trick or treaters...One for Dylan, one for trick or treaters. At one point Eileen found about a dozen candy wrappers in Dylan's lap.
We invaded all the toys at Aunt Phyllis' house.
Happy Halloween!
