Our little peapod! This lasted for maybe two minutes before Logan was roasting hot and really cranky. At least we got a picture of it.

Due to Cam's practice night at church, he was a pro for the real thing. He only tried to actually enter a few house, but mostly got the idea that candy was being given out.

We had a lot of family come for the night and celebrate with us. Uncle Ed had the big job of creating something "fun" for our porch last year. It was such a hit, he decided to do it again this year. Meet Henry (I had to name him). He hung from our porch and wiggled and turned when the terrified little children approached. The reoccurring theme of the night was the parents telling us their kids didn't want to come onto the porch alone. Can't image why, maybe it had something to do with the giant, hairy spider blocking the way! Just a thought.

"Papa" had the privilege of escorting Cameron from house to house. Actually, Cameron refused to go with anyone but his Papa.

Candy time was great. The kids insisted on licking everything, putting it back and then trying something new. I don't know if that was to claim the candy as their own or because they knew they could only have a little bit. One lick for each piece meant they technically didn't eat it and could move on to more? I don't know.


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