Halloweening

I am not the biggest fan of Halloween, as I've said in the past. I especially don't like having to come up with costumes. Fortunately, the girls are content to raid their dress-up bins and put together their own get-ups.

Ella went as Hermione Granger for the third year. It was warm enough that she decided not to wear her very nice Hogwarts cloak. I kept trying to convince her to wear it by saying no one would know who she was, but she didn't care.

Lily was a princess, of course. It's what she's been ever since she was three. Prior to that I managed to dress her as a ladybug for two years, but that was the extent of my involvement. While Ella trick-or-treated as long as possible, Lily bailed out after two blocks in favor of passing out candy at home.

I said Campbell was a cowboy, but B disagreed and called him "Farmer Ted." He says that next year he's getting Campbell boots and a six-shooter and a real cowboy hat. Campbell didn't go trick-or-treating with the rest of the crew because there was no way he could have kept up. Instead, he helped me hand out candy and freaked out every time someone with a mask came on the porch. Later in the evening B took the kids to their aunt and uncle's house, and Campbell learned about getting candy from Aunt A, who filled his bag for him.

All in all, I'm glad Halloween's over. Now I just have to fend off repeated requests for candy all day long.