October 31st 2015
This is the face Gavin maintained all through the conclusion of our Trick-or-Treating that night. I’ve never seen him smile like that. It was so goofy and cute all I could say is, “Careful don’t break your face!”
After all the hubbub around Fenway, we made it back to our neighborhood to Trick-or-Treat there for the first time in the three years since we moved in. Fortunately we had our fabulous neighbors who’ve lived there for life to guide us. (They are moving soon so we will really miss them.)
And these these young Goddesses:
Speaking of Goddesses, it didn’t take long for these three to form a coalition:
It’s so cute we Can’t. Even.
It didn’t take long to fill their bags…
And poop out…
Before returning home to our festive humble abode, even as others were just heading out.
After this epoch day I was ready to EAT.
Eat BARF & BRAINS that is:
Thanks as EVER to DH Paul for putting all the finishing touches of The Magic. (Not shown: Vat ‘o Chili.)
The kids had mixed reviews on one of my attempts to fool them with health food. (Young neighbor Zacharais: “Um no thank you, but you made it look really awesome though!”)
But my fellow mom neighbor Arlette was tickled at discovering the Magic Touch my hubby has not just with food but with BABIES. In this case, hers:
Suffice it to say Halloween was a success. Let’s dial back in on that FACE shall we?