I survived last night…but it was a miracle!
Okay, I’m exaggerating–a little.

Rader’s make-up really didn’t bother me so much. But Ian’s? *shudder* Thankfully my #1 born son decided to spend halloween with his friends on the square instead of with us. He did his best to torment me while he was at home. He had this awful high-pitched Barney laugh and and he’d open his eyes as wide as he could (which really isn’t that wide, but still, it was effective) and he’d smile with his brace face and it really made me cringe.

Have I mentioned how much I hate clowns?
Fishdog joined in the party and became Fishdog of the Dead. I just sprinkled myself in glitter and called myself The Glitter Avenger. Oh, and I had “smoky eyes” from dramatic effect.

I’m a little disappointed in my lack of halloween spirit this year. I hung a single ghost in the yard and didn’t dress up. I didn’t even buy candy because we went to someone else’s house. The women drank wine and the men braved the storm with the kids. Next year I will do better.

I leave you with a little photo montage. My youngest son loves the camera and every time we download pictures, we find a little surprise. Last night, sometime in the 5 minutes between showers and bed, Rader managed to get a hold of the camera.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you: Halloween Rader Self-Portrait