Six Years of Halloween Bliss

I've always loved Halloween. As a little kid, it was probably the pillowcase full of candy that swayed my heart, but as I got older--too old for trick-or-treating, according to some people--I still loved Halloween for the opportunity it gave me to play dress up--another childhood tradition I never grew out of.

Mr. Brown Eyes has been a good sport and always played along:

2007 - Indiana Jones and his heroine. These costumes won us a prize at the Singles Ward Halloween Party.

2008 - Popeye and Olive Oyl

2009 - Woody and Little Bo Peep

Last year, Baby Brown Eyes got to join in on the fun:



2010 - Doctor and Nurse and the Little Monkey Who Fell Off the Bed and Bumped His Head

 Our Annual Halloween Party takes place tomorrow. This is year six. It started off simple enough, me and my sisters making some food, throwing together a few games, and maybe putting up some decorations. But the last few years the party has been held at our house, and my dear husband is a pathological overachiever. His ideas are always amazing and elaborate and take a lot of time to execute. Which wouldn't be so bad. If we started on them months before instead of, say, last week.

This year Mr. Brown Eyes wanted to build a haunted house in our garage. It will be amazing.

If it's done in time.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Still looking forward to the candy,
The Brown-Eyed Girl