The whole family had a swell time this Halloween. We joined our next door neighbors, who were all dressed up as ranch-hands of one form or another (cowboy, cowgirl, cowgirl princess, farmer's wife, and suburban dad with a fedora hat mean to be something of a cowboy hat.)
Steph and I dressed up as ourselves, accompanied by Tink and Hook.
Mackenzie likes Halloween. Jackson loves it, talks about it constantly, counts the days down, sings about it, generally obsesses about it. So she had a fun time, he had an epic time. They got a pretty solid haul of loot, and we were lucky enough that the one dry window amidst a week of rain fell right during trick or treat prime time. In general, it was a perfect evening, with only two "Halloween Problems": I got pixie dust all over my jacket from carrying a little fairy home from trick or treating, and later that same fairy cried because her cheeks were tired from chewing skittles.
Happy Tinkerbelle with her light up wings and pixie dust!
The dread Captain Hook!
The full squad of trick or treaters ready to get some loot!
Enjoying the spoils from their adventure...
too many skittles = tired cheeks = crying fairy :(