Family Halloween Party

This year Halloween was a breeze for me. Our oldest decided he was way too old to dress up and took on the roll of make-up artist.

He helped our two youngest boys get dressed up and creatively made sure they looked the part. I like this picture above because I made this Anakin costume for our oldest about six years ago.

I think we have had an Anakin or an Obi-wan every year since.

He did a great job on our boxer, who had blood, muscles, and bruises galore.


We had a fun time at our ward party this year like we always do, but, truth be known, we are really truly waiting for Aunt Kelli's Halloween party! It has become a tradition: everyone bring a soup to share;

and a scary hors d'oeuvre!

goblin mouths,

mummy apples,

witch fingers,

creepy crawly bugs,

and brains, to name a few.

Grandpa tries to scare the little kids, or the big kids...but he always scares someone!

All the kids come in costumes: check out this cute Oompa Loompa!

Nellie long-torso was a hit this year!

We always play a few games. This year the favorite was probably donut-on-a-string....who can eat it first.

No hands!!

It was easy to tell what donut they chose to eat: sprinkles,

chocolate,

and sugar.

Our youngest loved the part when Aunt Kelli let him have dessert first!

Was I the only Mom who went crazy due to sugar-high children???

We also played a game of musical plates (to Halloween music).

And a fun game of pin the spider on the web.

Bingo with candy corn was a hit!

There also was a table of goodies where we guessed the number of treats in each jar.

Our daughter guessed closest for the jar of tootsie rolls.

For dessert we had ghost pie. Ghost pie is a family tradition that started many, many years ago when Grandpa Black was still here and my husband was just a little boy. Grandpa Black couldn't resist and snuck a piece of pie before coming to a family dinner. Grandma Black thought it was tacky to bring a pie with a piece missing and was a little upset at the situation. Grandpa Black entered the kitchen and came back a few minutes later with a ghost shaped blob of whipping cream on the pie. When they arrived at the dinner, he convincingly told the grandchildren about the missing piece and the ghost shaped blob of whipping cream and how a ghost must have snuck the piece of pie. The tradition of ghost pie was born...and still lives on many years later.