For the first time in ages, Fred and I have been released from trick-or-treat duty. Annabelle put on her crazy knitting lady ensemble (note the knitting needles in her hair) and headed out the door to meet up with friends:
Mike's friends stopped by to get him. He is a cereal killer. Note the Rice Krispies boxes impaled by the wooden spoon:
So Fred and I are sitting home handing out candy to the random trick-or-treater (where IS everybody this year?!) and dressing the dog up like a chicken:
Good times, good times.
4 years ago