Yesterday evening, some of the family came over to celebrate a pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving event. I had requested the whole turkey, gravy, sweet potato shebang a bit early this year, because it's an annual Ponsot tradition that I'll be sad to miss when we're in New Zealand.
Of course there was food.
There was drink.
There was Uncle Matt playing the guitar.
And there were costumes. Despite our faux-Thanksgiving celebration, it is Halloween after all.
My niece Jolie was all smiles in her witch costume.
While my nephew Felix kept it cool in his Batman/Spiderman combination outfit. (I don't know why I never thought to combine superheros for Halloween, it's pretty ingenious).
Even Maggie participated... not that she was given much of a choice.
The above photos show my mom telling her to "sit," at which point my niece promptly placed her witch's hat on the dog's head. I'd say that Maggie took it in stride, were it not for her really, really dejected face in that last photo. Needless to say, we took the hat off and made sincere promises to the dog that we would never pull a trick like that again.
Speaking of of tricks, I hope everyone is having a smashing Halloween. I haven't been at home for Oct. 31 since I was in high school, and it's been pretty fun watching all the kiddos run around in their costumes.
I'd get weepy and nostalgic, but by god, there's no time. We have so much to plan I can't stand it as the countdown draws down to an unbelievable 3 days.