A Rip-Roaring Halloween

Whew.  The weekend's over and I'm officially in need of a break!  We managed to cram plenty of activities into our holiday weekend, kicking things off Friday night with a trip to Boo at the Zoo.  Despite the cold temperatures, it was a festive atmosphere with plenty of activities and candy to keep our minds off the chill.
 

 

Hayden opted to wear last year's costume of a skeleton zombie because it allowed for more layers underneath than his more fitted oufit as Wolverine.  Riely had no choice but to go as Tinkerbell the Skier, because there was no way this mama was allowing her to brave the elements with no parka.

Saturday morning dawned bright and early, and we headed downtown for the annual Eerie Erie 10K road race.  Alison and I were able to catch a few extra minutes of sleep by carefully selecting our costumes for the race:

 

Pajama party, anyone?  We thought it was appropriate attire, since really, we would have rather been sleeping than running. I did, however, realize one disadvantage to buying your pjs in the girls' section of Target:  the crotch will probably be too short, and you are quite likely to rip out that seam the first time you bend over.  Oops.

The more serious runners in our group chose to forgo the costumes in favor of speed (which may have had something to do with not wanting to be seen running with the crazy Pajama Women).  Mike finished the race (his first 10K ever) in a highly respectable time of 57 minutes:

He looks thrilled, huh?  His attitude improved greatly later that day, when we cracked open the Sam Adam's Octoberfest to toast our running prowess.

Continuing the family tradition of speed, Hayden made a clean sweep of the Goblin Run, winning first place.  The sleek Wolverine costume may have attributed to his speedy finish:

 

Later that day, Ryan and Ali visited with cousins Darth Vadar and Kitty Cat in tow: 

 

 

The kids had a blast trick or treating, consuming their yearly allotment of sugar, and learning new phrases for the word fart.  ("Fluffing the lilly" became the new favorite, hands down.) Ah, good times.

Here's hoping your Halloween was a gas, as well.