Sheldon stayed in. He couldn't decide on a costume, his trick or treating partner got the flu, and then he felt crappy so he helped dish out the candy. (Well, actually, he sat at the kitchen table waiting for his sister to get back so that he could see what he could scoop from her bag.) At thirteen, he was feeling a little bummed about the whole thing because he figured this was his last trick or treating year anyway. Poor guy.
Juliana, on the other hand, went all out. Months ago she decided to be a flamenco dancer - wearing one of my old dance costumes - and last night she couldn't get her mascara on fast enough.
She did some posing outside.....
....and then she left with her aging rock star father to hit the streets.
The afternoon flurries gave way to an awfully chilly night for the kids but they didn't seem to notice. I enjoyed my front porch seat (with scarf, gloves and a glass of red wine) and loved seeing all the neighbourhood kids in their costumes. My favourite might have been the six week old monkey baby all snuggled into his mommy's chest. Grandma and Grandpa were here for a weekend visit and I think that they enjoyed all the excitement after many quiet years at their house. All in all, a fun night for just about everyone.
How was your Hallowe'en?
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