Sorry about that. Let's just say the past week or so has been a mess of switching day cares and busy every night and traveling and teething and daylight savings time and I have been trying my damndest to go to bed at 8:30 and quack quack quack.
Also, whoever invented daylight savings time did not have small children. In fact, I am pretty sure they hated small children and invented it specifically to punish their parents.
So with those excuses out of the way, let me tell you about how much fun we had at Halloween in Granby! We celebrated Christian's birthday with BALLOONS!!
Also, a pretty sweet Scoobie Doo cake.
Noah got to eat some pizza, which was a hit.
Please note, I have tried to feed him pizza on several occasions and he wouldn't touch it. I had basically given up on his having a normal (pizza-filled) childhood until Saturday, when I tried giving him the whole honkin piece. Apparently that was what was missing.
After dinner, it was time to get ready for trick-or-treating.
What a good-looking group of cousins!
Even though Noah loved the costume before, he seemed more skeptical this time around. He didn't seem to mind the hat at all, but was a bit confused about the whole process...
Hey man, watch the ear!
Do you ever get the feeling that something bad is creeping up behind you?
And now I present the worst picture ever taken of Noah. And that includes the pictues taken imemdiately after his birth.
Bad pictures aside, he really did seem to like trick-or-treating. There was lots of laughing and pointing as we walked around.
Then we loaded sleepy yoda into the car...
And off to bed. Mmmmm, sweet dreams of candy and balloons, he has.