The end of the night consisted of one Snow White "shibbering" and one Belle who was so tired she could barely stand it. Let me take you back to the beginning.
Noon. We're in full regalia. Hair, shoes, everything.
We had a "spooky spa" party from 1-3 where the girls dressed up in their costumes and got their nails painted, faces painted and tattoos applied to any bare patches of skin.
After a quick stop at Grandmommy & Granddaddy's for a costume review, we had about 30 minutes to "sit still" before the neighborhood party. Woohoo! That was fun- we had cheerleaders, fairies, Batman, a flapper, football stars...you name it.
While the kids discussed....uh...whatever it is 3,4,5 and 6 year olds discuss, the prevailing theme of the parents' conversation was "if we all plan to leave here by 6:15, we can be done and home in time for ____" (in our case the ____ was the Texas routing of Oklahoma State (8pm start time)). So we all sauntered down the cul-de-sac a few minutes after 6:15. Approximately 1.5 houses down the street, the sky opened up and *whoosh* everyone was soaked. Golf umbrellas only go so far with families of four- two of whom want to walk at their own paces.
What's (semi) interesting is, in a non-scientific poll of friends and family the following day, no one could remember it ever raining on Halloween where they grew up. It must be a spooky weather anomaly that for the past 35-ish years it has never rained on the evening of October 31 in Texas, North Carolina, Connecticut, New York, South Carolina.....
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