Halloween

Oh, Halloween—the most wonderful time of the year (if you ignore Christmas, of course). This year, our Ward Halloween Carnival was a smash hit, and it all began with the dress-up extravaganza. Hold on to your candy bags, folks. It’s time to recount the chaos and candy that was Halloween 2024.

The Costume Chronicles

Let’s talk costumes first because, let’s face it, that’s the most important part.

I went as a criminal. Why? Who knows. Maybe it was the thrill of wearing stripes. Or maybe I was just hoping someone would offer me a getaway car. (Spoiler alert: no one did. But they did offer me more candy.) If anyone asked, my outfit was “inspired by a lifetime of poor decisions” (and also the fact that I had a black-and-white striped shirt lying around).

Then there was John, who decided to go as a Minion. Yep, a grown man dressed as a small, yellow, overalls-wearing creature who doesn’t speak English—just the occasional “Bello!” and “Banana!” It was the perfect costume for someone who, at the time, had the heart of a child and the birthday of an old man (more on that later). I’m still not sure if he was more adorable or confusing.

Now, Jess wasn’t able to make it to the carnival, but fear not—Nate saved the day! Nate, ever the life of the party, showed up fashionably late to the carnival, and by “fashionably,” I mean in a wedding dress. Let’s just say the dress was… something. Picture this: Nate, standing next to Landon (who was somehow still the more confused one), posing for pictures like it was his actual wedding day. The highlight of the night, right? I’ll let you decide, but we definitely couldn’t stop laughing.

(Here’s a picture of Nate in the wedding dress, just in case you thought I was kidding.)

As Halloween night rolled around, the festivities didn’t stop. We did what we always do: hand out candy. And not just any candy—400 pieces of candy. That’s right, four hundred. I’m pretty sure my candy bowl could’ve made it into the Guinness World Records if I had taken a picture of it and submitted the paperwork. Our front door was basically a revolving door of costumes, from pirates to princesses, zombies to… well, more Minions (thanks, John, for starting that trend).

But wait—there was a twist. It also happened to be John’s birthday. The big 4-9. And while he was busy handing out candy like the Minion superhero he was, we had to sneak in a quick birthday celebration. Happy birthday, John! 49 years old—no small feat, my friend. 

All in all, Halloween 2024 was one for the books. Whether you were dressed as a criminal (me), a Minion (John), or a questionable bride (Nate), it was a night full of laughter, sugar highs, and memories we’ll never forget. Here’s to next year—when we’ll probably do it all over again (but with even weirder costumes).

Hope your Halloween was just as wild and wonderful! Until next year, stay spooky! 🎃👻