Not that I photographically documented all of them.
But I did get a few.
First thing in the morning Cole's preschool had a costume parade. Cole, in true Coley form, refused to wear his costume. He put his hat on at the last minute.
I thought it was interesting they had the parade in their chapel. (They call it a "sanctuary", but potato-potahto.) Cole is easily the tallest child in the class, and that's without the giant minion hat.
Classic Cole. Sheesh.
After the parade Tess and I went over to our church where a little preschool party was held. It was mostly for a group of women in the ward that have their own preschool group, but they let Tess and I crash. (I thought about doing the group for Tess, but it just wasn't in the cards this year. Too much else going on, and I'm pretty sure Tess doesn't care.) We danced and played games and ran around and then had a light lunch. All those little people at that little table was just too cute!
That night we had dinner with our good friends the Reams. This is the solitary picture I have of the event.
*sigh* Well, the dip was mighty tasty, if I do say so myself.
We tried to get some pictures of all the kiddos, but they were far too excited to get started trick-or-treating.
For whatever reason Tess really wanted her flag with her. She's a very patriotic crazy purple minion.
As you can tell, Bergen was SUPER excited! (haha)
Cole and Tess were both really into trick-or-treating this year. It really is a lot more fun when they get what's going on.
In true Coley fashion, he blatantly refused the granola bars that this house was passing out. (*embarrassed parent facepalm*)
Fortunately, Tess and Cole are still young enough that we only had to take them around the circle and they were done. Lance stayed home with them to pass out candy while Craig, Gigi, and I braved the rain and took the older kids up and down Canyon Creek Dr. They were pretty worn out once we were done, which is surprising because I remember going much further when we trick-or-treated! (Or maybe it just seemed that way since I was a kid...)
I later learned that when Lance couldn't answer the door in time Cole would open it up and yell "Hey!! What are you doing at my house??!" And then slam the door in their faces.
That boy...
Guess the trick was on them.
Happy Halloween!
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