

This year the girls chose their own costumes. First Jillian wanted to be Uniqua from the Backyardigans. Then she wanted to be Astro Boy. Katelyn wanted to be a mermaid princess. Fantastic. So here we are, strolling down the aisles at Wal-Mart and the kids fixated on the witch costumes. Then the pleading and whining began. "I wanna be a witch. Momma, can I be a witch??" "I thought you wanted to be Astro Boy?" "NO NO NO I want to be a witch like Katie." OK, so we picked out the witch costumes and I have to say, it was perfect. Well, perfect until they wanted to wear their costumes 24/7 in the weeks leading up to Halloween. After a few arguments and time-outs, we parked the costumes in a closet until Halloween arrived. The morning of Halloween, both of the girls were asking to go trick or treating at 7 am. Um yeah, I don't think the neighbors would appreciate that. At. All.
Jillian
This year we participated in our church's Trunk or Treat. It was a complete success. In fact, we ran out of candy (which was a LOT) about 1.5 hours into the party. Wow!
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