The Bird & the Bee

Halloween seems like 2 months ago.  Lots of life (to be featured soon) has been lived since we tromped around town with our little Bomb Bird and Bumble Bee (Bumbee as she called herself).  Dude has a slight obsession with Angry Birds, particularly the Bomb Bird for whatever reason, so we convinced our seamstress neighbor to craft a one-of-a-kind costume for the little bird.  Boy did she ever.  That get-up won street accolades everywhere we went. He was the baddest bomb bird this side of the Mississippi.  Squirt was the cutest bumbee I've ever laid eyes on, not that I'm biased or anything.  We kept with our tradition of walking the hood with Randy and Linsy, margaritas in hand, followed by kickin' chili and tons of additional tasty treats at their cozy casa.

Our first stop, per Dude's request, was our own house.  Tim kindly answered the door and distributed candy to our first visitors.

 Oh these little joy bugs.  Could you dream up anything cuter?

 Miss Becky, the creator of our angry bird.

 Our babysitter, Klarissa, looked rather darling herself.  

We went to our local outdoor mall for a Halloween night and Dude got the surprise of a lifetime.  His future bride, Hannah, was there in all her princess glory.  They've been betrothed now for 3 years.  And they haven't been in the same school for 2 of those years, so this is serious business folks.  Hannah immediately kissed her prince charming and he blushed.  Only Hannah can make our Dude blush like that.  It was a moment.  And then he moved right along with a sparkle in his eye.  

School did an afternoon costume parade. Complete chaos.  I was astonished at how many moms were there simply to help their kids get in full garb.  Makeup and all.  I think next year I'll opt to stay at work.

Here's hoping your little monsters had a safe and fulfilling Halloween.  Given the fact that we allow our bird and bee to divulge in one piece of candy per day, we'll have enough left over to hand out next Halloween.