I love Halloween. I think it's a great holiday to dress up, eat fun sweats, laugh about the scary things in life and actually say hello to your neighbors. Think what you might, but that's what I THINK!
This year's Halloween fell on a Monday night. Lame! Especially since Daddy Joe has to go to class. Well, we did the pumpkin patch thing and we were given a puppy costume that I embelished a little and that was that. No high stress there. But I was totally bummed that Joe wouldn't be able to go trick or treat with us. So, I made plans for O and I to go trick or treat with Aunt Jenni and our friends the Harkins in there neighborhood in Frisco.
We headed over a little before 5pm in hopes to catch Joe before he went to class (also in Frisco), but we missed him. So we were bummed, but started getting dudded up anyways. Well guess what! Joe turned in his homework and told the teacher he'd be back in a bit (advantages of grad school!), and he found us to go trick or treating!
WE HAD A BLAST! Owen loved it. He and his more experienced buddy Austin headed up to each door (Owen even knocked a few times), held out his tiny hand for candy and dropped it in his bucket! Cutest kid on the planet!
