Faith called this a princess cheerleader outfit. She must be a princess, no matter what. And that's not a pom-pon. It's a magic wand. Alrighty then.
Dorian got pretty hot in this outfit. Despite the snow earlier this week, we had a pretty mild day.
And here's baby bee.
The whole crew.
We went to our immediate neighbors and that's as far as we could really go in our spread out neighborhood. Then Kurt took the two older kids to the mall, which was packed, from what I hear. They loved it though. They've asked a few times since when we're going trick or treating again.

We tried to get into a few more of the Halloween traditions which we hadn't done in past years. This is the first year we carved a pumpkin with our kids, and it obviously wasn't meant to be. Kurt sat down with the kids in the kitchen and carved your standard jack o'lantern. Then we made the mistake of leaving it there. We put the kids to bed, and Kurt got in the shower. Then I heard this odd noise, like wood being ground up. It wasn't wood, however. It was our obnoxious hound eating the face off our jack o'lantern. We were thoroughly unimpressed. Kurt thought maybe it looked scarier afterward, sort of like a Phantom of the Opera jack o'lantern. So we stuck it on the porch and lit it. Then some creature of the night came along and ate its other eye and made off with the top, so by morning we had about one-third the pumpkin we'd started out with. Not to worry, the neighbor's dog came over and finished the job. I might just take that as a sign and not do it again next year.