Halloween on a Sunday is a bummer if your Dad is the pastor of a church and has to preach at the exact time that trick-or-treating begins! I wasn't going to venture out with the kids since Freddy couldn't come this year. I knew Lillie and Elliott were clueless and I don't think Jack really remembers last year, so it would not have been a big deal to relax at home, but I had this "guilty mom" feeling if I stayed in and didn't let them get out and enjoy the holiday. Plus, they did all have costumes, so this morning, with Freddy's encouragement, I enlisted my friend Regina to come along with us.
We hopped on the train and went down to the Upper West Side to meet Regina at her apartment. I think I blogged about this last year, but just to refresh your memory, trick-or-treating looks very different in Manhattan than most places. The majority of trick-or-treating is done in stores, not at houses/apartments. I'll show you in a minute. There are 2 little streets on the Upper West Side that are blocked off and the residents go all out with decorating the stoops of their brownstones, and it is a lot of fun to walk through those. Fun and crowded!
Onto the pictures! This year I present to you...
Jack the fearless firefighter!
Lillie the cute, pink kitty. When I ordered the costumes I just looked at pictures, not any descriptions, and thought I had ordered a pig. When I opened the package I realized it was a pink cat instead. Oh well... a cute one she was!
Elliott, our silly (and cute) little monkey!
On the train.
This is the only group shot I have. I don't know what happened to my camera. I only took 30 something pictures and it told me my card was full.
Stop 1. A nail salon called Dashing Diva.
This is West Side Kids, my favorite toy store in the city. How on earth they were out of candy, I don't understand. I figured they would be fully stocked. Since they ran out we let Jack play at the train table for a few minutes.
Some Thai restaurant.
Spice, our favorite Chinese take out when we lived in the neighborhood.
Some decorations on 90th between Columbus and Central Park West. This was our street of choice this year for the more neighborhood feel.
A few of the Flintstones handing out candy.
This was the lobby of a building on Amsterdam.
Our last stop was dropping Regina back off at her apartment. Jack ran inside and got one last piece of candy from her doorman.