Here we go!
The Ballerina, The Bride, The Dog Father, The Meter Reader and The Photographer.
The walk home.
The classic post-trick or treat pumpkin dump!
I heard from a reliable source that The Candy Fairy was going to pay us a visit tonight in exchange for all but a few select pieces of candy. Thanks to little legs who were ready to head home after about a half hour, a couple of grown men who put a serious dent in the T or T loot (and a certain mother who shall remain nameless but did enjoy a mini kit kat bar) – the stash for The Candy Fairy is pretty pathetic. They opted to forgo handing over the last of their goods for a toy from The Candy Fairy in the morning. I guess the stuffed unicorns will have to wait in toy purgatory until Christmas.
Oooo look! Crayons and Mad Libs? Now that’s more like it.
For our trick or treaters – raisins, pennies, toothbrushes and hummus were all considered. I figured a house without eggs on the siding would probably sell faster. Granola bars? Deal.
Mad Libs a la Ava anyone? Busted.
Now it’s Mama’s turn to Trick or Treat!
Give me something good to eat!
Dang, I totally should have passed out sweet potatoes to our trick or treaters! That would have been easy. I guess there’s always next year.