DS had his first invitation to a Halloween party this year. Halloween isn’t something that I’ve paid much attention to in previous years; I’m not even sure that I like it. The invitation stated that the children should be in costume but, given that DS has been poorly this week and that the venue was outside, I opted to put him in a glow-in-the-dark t-shirt over lots of layers. There was also a ‘naughty’ pirate mask, but that didn’t stay in place for very long.
My friend’s eldest daughter was the perfect hostess-with-the-mostest and looked amazing in her witch costume, which had been rustled up by her talented mummy.
Our contribution to the party was a fresh batch of Oatmeal & Cranberry cookies. I was able to find a suitably themed cake box and I used the free ‘Boo’ download from Ali Edwards to make a tag and embellished it with orange ribbons and the plastic spider sent to DS by Deb with the Hershey’s Candy Corn Kisses.
And you know what? DS hated it. He hated the darkness. He hated being not allowed into my friend’s house (long story as to why not). He hated that the garden was chocca-block full. He hated that Daddy had stayed at home (DH’s turn to be unwell today).
There’s always next year … but it’s fine with me, son, if you never like Halloween.