Trick or Treat
Everyone thinks that the kids related to them are THE cutest ever, right? Well, I'm no exception. Here are my nephews — the astronaut and the San Jose Sharks hockey player:
We took the boys trick-or-treating, checked out all of the scary houses on the block, admired the other kiddies dressed up for the holiday, and returned home to dole out fistfuls of candy. Just like last year, the sweets went fast. We shut off our lights at 8pm and then retreated to the back of the house, where we're still hiding out from the remaining trick-or-treaters wandering about our neighborhood. (Jon's actually working on a take-home midterm, while I'm sifting through the many holiday catalogs that have already started flooding our mailbox.)
And, yes, we got at least one Steve Irwin at our door tonight.