Happy Halloween!

This was a fun and busy Halloween week. It was Zoey's first so that was exciting and James is almost three so this is the first year he really understood what he was supposed to do. Zoey was a witch and James was Spider Man.

 But it was so busy. I felt kind of bad, like I wasn't able to do very many Halloweeny things with my kids (well James really, Zoey couldn't care less).We didn't even carve pumpkins. Oh yeah Justin did because he was home alone one night and bored. Scary Clown I don't like to look at. But the Monday before we celebrated all the fall birthdays with the Luke's, then Tuesday was a Murder Mystery Party I was invited to and helped out with, Wednesday was Halloween which includes visiting all relatives so they can see the kids costumes, Friday was my actual birthday and date with my husband and Saturday was the party for fall birthdays with the Blair's. Yeah, it was a busy week. I loved everything I did but sometimes when everything is so fast paced you don't enjoy it as much, ya know. The Murder Mystery party was a blast. I love dressing up and it was the Roaring Twenties which is probably my favorite era. But because I helped set up and take down and the party was a good few hours, by the time I got home I was in physical pain. I'm still breastfeeding Zoey and it ended up being seven hours without deflating my boobs. Five hours is pushing a little long for comfort so seven....? I had pumped milk for my mom to feed her and had intended to bring the pump to sneak away from the party at some time and relieve myself but of course I forgot to bring it. It was all I could do not to rip my clothes off and pop a boob in her mouth before I was somewhere private. She was hungry when I got home but unfortunately the damage had already been done. I was full to bursting and it appeared I had gotten an infection. Mastitis, or however it's spelled. The next day was Halloween, I was exhausted from staying up so late and I was getting the flu like symptoms that often come with a breast infection. This has happened to me probably about six times with Zoey. And let me just tell you, IT IS the worst thing in the world. Sometimes it's easier and sometimes it's worse. The first time with Zoey that I had it, I literally cried myself to sleep. It wasn't that bad this time. The most important thing seems to be keeping your boobs drained. It seemed to be a milder version this time but I had a long day ahead of me. Around twelve, me and mom headed down to Salt Lake. My moms parents live down there. I just love them. They are probably the sweetest people I know. And James just loves them.   They have been nicknamed Grandma and Grandpa Duck. I used it once to help James understand where we were going and the best I could come up with was Grandma and Grandpa Duck. 

My Grandpa has this great Donald Duck impression that James loved when he was little especially. All I had to say was Duck and he knew exactly who I was talking about. And it stuck. Pretty funny. My aunt Kori was there as well. My kids love her. She is super high energy and so fun and animated. Zoey can't get enough of her face. She just busts out laughing, so cute. So after a more than sufficient candy raid of their house James loaded up a bunch more  and we headed out. 

That kid is a sweet tooth. It is a good thing he likes healthy food too because otherwise he would be destined for obesity. He has a talent for guzzling goodies, what can I say. We stopped a few places in Heber and then headed to Midway to see Grandpa Luke and the cousins.

James was so tired from the late night, early wake up and no nap that talking about going to see the cousins was the only thing that could keep him from tantrums and tears. We got there pretty late and hung out with cousins for a while before heading to the streets for some more candy round up. We probably didn't get out there until like eight so a lot of the houses had turned out their lights but we were still able to get more than enough candy. James trick or treated probably only about half the time. Justin started scaring him and once he ran up to a house and this little girl dressed as a skeleton out of nowhere was up in his face, hahaha he didn't quite recover and with Justin prompting James, not to let the stuffed decorations get him he had had about enough. He ended up sitting in the stroller the rest of the night. He is a bit of a scaredy cat. We had a fun night though and I started to feel a lot better by the end of the night. Oh yeah, I just threw together a witch costume last minute so I could dress up too. I had a day to rest before the rest of the weeks festivities but yeah, that was our Halloween!