Sunday, October 31, 2010
zOMG the boys got SO MUCH CANDY! It may not look like that much in the above photo, but that's only because Harry hadn't dumped his out yet.
We tried ringing a few doorbells in our 'hood, but nobody answered-- not even the people we could see sitting at their kitchen tables WITH THEIR PORCH LIGHTS ON.
So we headed out with some friends of ours in a gorgeous neighborhood near their house.
And the kids had a great time, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was a huge poser T-o-Ting where I don't live because my neighbors are meanies. It made me wish we were renting our house instead of owning it so we could move to a family friendly neighborhood already.
I remember how happy and proud we were when we bought this place, but we didn't think that we'd still be here more than 3 and a half years later. We figured we would have way outgrown the place by now. And we have. But here we sit.
Even though I seriously love candy, Halloween stirs up my jealousy like no other because it's all about the one thing we really don't have-- a neighborhood. This is an especially big bummer in this town where people are so loyal to their neighborhoods they name them and very seriously refer to them by name.
And really, I am just being a baby. Because my chocolate stained babies had a great time.