Our first Halloween together, I was pregnant with Vash. And SICK. I layed on the couch, watching Hocus Pocus, while Craig, Jen, and Papa took turns handing out candy.
Our second Halloween Vash was four, almost five, months old. He was Winnie the Pooh, I was Piglet, and Craig was 80 year old Christopher Robin. We walked around Craig's parent's neighborhood and just showed him off. There really wasn't any candy involved.
Last Year, Vash was the Tin Man, I was a pregnant Dorothy, and Craig was the Scarecrow. Why was I pregnant? I was trying to repopulate Munchkin Land. Where were the rubies on my slippers? Well, I scraped them off and sold them to pay for Scarecrow's college education so that he'd stop complaining about not having a brain. Haha.... We went to our ward truck or treat, then visited Nana at work. Afterwards, Vash fell asleep and we passed out candy at our home.
Ah.... that boy loves to dress up. You can tell that he knows how cute he looks. (Rhyla is always told how cute she is so I'm not sure that she registered Halloween as being any different.)
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