We like to "keep it local", so while most of the kids in our neighborhood loaded up the minivans to go trick or treating in Hopyard (a nearby neighborhood where the 300 houses are 2.5 feet apart from each other), we hit the mean streets of Cedar Lane and Dixie Drive. Most houses had a porch light on, so we didn't do too badly in the candy department.
Garrett stayed home so that he could answer the door for the.....wait for it....TWO groups of trick or treaters that made it to our front door. And we were one of those two groups!
Our grumpy puppy hated the dog hat immediately and insisted on bringing his pacifier. It was a rough evening with that one. |
Save the Reeses for me Emmy! |
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