The kids trick-or-treated, you know actually going door to door, for the first time last night. And, now...we will never have another Halloween without this ritual taking place. They loved it. They were relentless. Banging on those doors, ringing those doorbells and peeking through the shades until a living person with sweet goodies came out. We were all supposed to be superheroes, because I like themes. But, Keith and I felt like such complete idiots dressed up as Wolverine and Wonder Woman that I did a last minute dash to Target on Thursday. Bless that store.
Usually I put a lot of umph into the kids costumes... not this year. Kale wanted to be Iron Man and Mack was Batman (the same costume from Kale's 1st Halloween). I went as a zombie French Maid and Keith was a psychotic Dr. (Dr. Youngblood). I didn't know how to really pull that look off, so I bought a multi-use make-up kit and threw everything on. I was proud.
...and, oh yeah, Keith bought a dog.
Meet Rocco.
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