This year, in keeping with our last-minute efforts, after carving the pumpkin during E's nap yesterday, we went out shopping in Basingstoke with Kerri and Snowy and I picked up a costume for the little man so that he could be properly dressed-up when we went to the church's Spook Night and trunk-or-treat. Please remember this, Brits: we're appropriating the term trick-or-treat in order to imply that you're getting treats out of the boot - or trunk - of someone's car. I can't count the number of times I heard people calling it "trick-or-trunk" last night...which brings up images of performing a trick so as not to be stuffed into the trunk of a car and sold to gypsies.
|The world's cutest penguin (complete with puppet twin)|
|Happy Penguin is waking up...|
|...just after munching on a few Maltesers|
|Don't Fear the Reaper (Penguin)|
So that was Ethan's first proper Halloween. The Husband and I didn't dress up, but in years to come perhaps we'll get our act together and carve pumpkins and assemble costumes before the actual day of Halloween itself. It's a nice thought, anyway.