Friday, Z's company had their annual Halloween party full of face painting, trick-or-treating, and balloon animal making. It was a lot of fun and Sawyer had a blast. He loved getting his face painted like a puppy and running around with this gigantic balloon pumpkin.
A Constellation of Vital Phenomena and all agreed it was less than stellar. Oh well! Hopefully next month's book, The Royal We, will be better.
After naps and grilled cheeses on Saturday, we headed to a friend's house for chili and trick-or-treating. Right when we got to the party, Sawyer started complaining of his throat hurting and Rhett was acting up, so we left early to start trick-or-treating on our own. We did about 10 houses before I called it off. It was getting cold and if Sawyer was getting sick I didn't want to risk him getting worst.
He was still up for trick-or-treating though when we got home, so we went to a few houses in our building. It made me really thankful for apartment living. It was warm inside and made the whole experience really easy. Plus, I loved knocking on doors, giggling about how scary some of the houses were, and watching him pick out the candy. (Lollipops were a true favorite this year.) It was one of my favorite memories and him at this age is just too cute. I love how excited he gets about all the holidays now. I just want to soak up every minute and make him stay this little forever.
After that sweet little memory, we all took a downturn. That night all sickness broke loose. Both boys--and myself--were up all night with sore throats, runny noses, and all around goop. Needless to say, we all stayed in on Sunday watching Disney movies, drinking a lot of OJ, and fruits and veggies.