We had such a great Halloween this year.
Scott really got into it.
He was loving the dressing up and the scary stories and the creepy decorations and freaky and funny monsters.
Everyday about 20 times a day he asked if it was Halloween.
We would look at the calender and change the count down everyday but he still hated the wait.
We got to go to a Halloween party for his school at Gardener Village and then have a trunk or treat after.
Oh how he loved that and I considered it a great rehearsal for the real thing.
Last year it was a complete head ache to get Scott to wear his costume and to walk up to houses and see people he didn't know.
After a while he learned it could be rewarding but it was quite stressful for Mark and I.
This year it was the opposite.
Such a relief.
We went to the Smith's up in Ogden on Halloween with many of our other friends and had a soup party for dinner.
After we all went trick or treating together.
Eventually the older kids got ahead and most of the husbands went back to the Smith's for some game that was on.
Oh but not before Scott got scared by the warewoves.
So I'll tell you how bad of parents Mark and I are.
Scott looks at life as facts.
He knows that there are dinosaurs that eat other dinosaurs and some that eat plants.
He doesn't look at the T Rex as being bad just that he needs to eat.
He knows that animals eat other animals and even that some attack people.
He is fine with this.
Well with Halloween he started asking questions about monsters.
What do they eat and where do they live are the most asked questions.
He just likes to learn and know that kinda stuff.
So we told him, having confidence that he would except it the same way he takes dinosaurs and animal.
In our defense we also let him know that the monsters weren't real, they were fake.
So he knows that Duracula is a vampire who drinks blood and lives in a castle.
He knows that zombies eat brains and live in the graveyard.
He knows that ghosts don't eat anything but they just go around saying boo (we got less creative coming up with answers after a while).
He also knows that warewolves eat people and live in the forest.
He has had no problem excepting these things and not batting an eye or having bad nightmares or anything.
So on Halloween night when he saw the back of two teenage boys big hairy masks he was very excited to tell us they we warewolves.
But when he turned back at them at the exact moment they turned around to reveal the front of their full face masks that looked all too real he screamed bloody murder and ran right into my arms crying.
Mark and Melissa and I were stunned for a milasecond and then started laughing.
We had never seen Scott scared and we had never seen such a poster child of scared outside of the movies.
It really was funny.
But sadly not to Scott.
Looking back I feel bad as his mother that I didn't take it more seriously.
He was genunionly horrified.
It took probably a full minute, maybe more, to get him to stop sobbing.
Then another little while for us to explain it was just fake.
He eventually started back up again but he was much more cautious and had a harder time with houses that were decorated a lot.
He got scared one other time by a girl with some very realistic skeleton make up on but she was nice and took the long ruit away from the house so he wouldn't see her again and her friends came over and said sorry and even gave him a piece of their candy.
It was a sad and still kinda funny Halloween memory that had to go down in the books.
Anyway, as usual, we were so busy having fun and taking care of the kids that I didn't take any pictures.
But here's one from the trunk or treat.
But here's one from the trunk or treat.
