Halloween Hallows

Mr. Finn has brought it to my attention that orange is not a good color for my posts even though it looks Halloween festive.  Bummer!  I really liked it, but hopefully you all can read it better now.

My handsome, blond headed, blue eyed little boy is a Vampire. Seriously, see his face when I moved from being his shade.  He doesn't like the sun much.  What's a mother to think?

 While Mr. Finn is enjoying all that Minnesota (said like this;  mini-soooooo-ta) has to offer, I loaded up the kids for a trip to Halloween Hallows.  It has never disappointed and with this year's theme of "How to Train Your Dragon", how could you go wrong.

 And... VIKINGS.  Lots and lots of poor vikings, running around in their fake fur, sweating to death with our unseasonly (quite aware that isn't a word, but I like it, so it stays.) warm weather of 92 degrees.  They must have been fooled last year when it was 42 degrees and they were clad in thin costumes.  Can't count on the weather here, it just isn't reliable.

 Not sure how the Hot Dog fit into the theme, but the kids were in love....

 I love hay rides... especially when they take you from your car to the activity.  I don't like walking in the heat, it drains me, so this is the perfect way to arrive fresh and full of energy for those sweet bundles of joy I bore once upon a time.

 The Dude learned to play golf for the first time.  Ha ha!  I adore the skeletons hanging behind him.  He played it more like crochet, but it was fun to watch him.  He was quite serious about it.

 Miss Boo is an expert golfer as she has been on the green with her Dad.  Just ask her!

Do you ever feel that each morning you have to slay your own dragons throughout the day?  They got to do it for "real" and it was so enjoyable for me to see how exciting that is for a 4 year old.  He had the sound effects down and everyone was enjoying watching him.  Check out the Viking's face behind him.

 What is up with Patrick's stomach?  Seriously!  According to my son, the genius, it is because he is "FAKE".  Can't get anything closer to the truth than that.

It took 2 hours of slaying dragons for her to have the courage to take a picture with Patrick.  She then decides when we are in line for the hayride back to the car that this would be the perfect time to run across the field for that photo op.  Glad we took it.  Maybe we will actually get our FIRST picture with Santa this year if she can take one with this "fake" Patrick.  We can always dream.

Oh, before I forget after the children made their viking shields and earned their stamps of courage on them, they were given Viking names.  Priceless.

Ragi and Runi.  You guess which is which.  But since you are going ask...

He is super proud of his "new" name.
ME TOO!  He earned it.