

We decorate like crazy (both outside and inside) and batten down the hatches for what seems like MILLIONS of trick-or-treaters! It is CRAZY! People literally drop off van loads of kids (big and small) and it is like an endurance test to see which house can last the longest with the candy supply (which is gauged by looking down the street at the number of porch lights still on). I am proud to say that Big Al and his quick thinking (chips and fruit snacks from the pantry) kept us going strong and we were the last house standing!
Side note: We did just stumble on an extra bag of candy in the basement that I must have "organized away". Oops.
For the past several years we've celebrated with our neighborhood friends, Colson and Redding, who have braved the mobs with us to collect their candy.


We have reached the age where...
The kids pick their own costumes. Like "Scary Fashion Model"...

...and "Not-so-grim-reaper".

And the kids like handing out candy...

...and running around outside all hyped in anticipation of chocolate (which is better than running around inside).


Until we all pass out from the excitement and sugar and old Mr. Pumpkin is left guarding us in the night.



































