Boo

The boys had a Halloween parade at school on Thursday. On Wednesday night Ry asked if we could put on their costumes to "practice." I'm pretty sure that laying around on the couch doesn't constitute practicing, but it was a cute moment anyway.

Onto parade day. We wrangled the babies into their little outfits and put them into these industrial strength strollers. Poor little guys had no idea what was going on and half of them were crying...Charlie just chillaxed in the back and sucked on his pea.

Then came the 2 year olds. They must have told the class to march on the yellow line for the parade - as you can see Cole took this instruction very literally. The rest of the kids were running around in utter chaos, but our young Batman decided to stick to the line (all of a sudden he's become a rule follower??)

Just when I couldn't handle anymore of the Halloween thrills, out came the 4s - Ry's behind the Pirate and in front of the Rainbow Cat. He's been wearing his costume ever since we got it (yes, that was us in Wegman's with the kid in the Transformers mask) but it didn't take away from any of his excitement.

I think that all of the people screaming and waving at the kids got to Ry's head. Here's the big shot waving to his adoring fans.

Having 3 kids in 3 different classes was a little crazy (I definitely should have changed out of my heels) but totally worth it to sneak the candy out of their goody bags. Next stop - another parade in town this week. If only I had that industrial stroller to cart all of those kids around!