Tonight, all the little heathen and pagan children descended upon the neighborhood to plot their evil deeds on all the innocent Christian families. You could hear all the Righteous screaming from deep within their darkened homes.
My own little pagans and I were surely not going to miss these festivities!
Our evil knew no bounds: Eddie was an astronaut; Luke was an Icelandic viking; I was Sir William Wallace; Frank was "Frank the Pug" from Men In Black. Clearly, our souls were in deep peril.
We carved Jack-o-lanterns yesterday afternoon. Eddie went "old school," carving a rather traditional design. I did Halloween 2.0 on mine. Luke created a design of his very own, and carved it by himself. It may be hard to see in the photo, but it's a ghost ascending from the chimney of a haunted house, with the word "BOO!" written across his middle.
We hit only half the neighborhood this year, and saw all most of the neighbors and friends that we like in the neighborhood. As usual, we paired up with the Wolfes. Safety in numbers, you know. Pam and I made a frightening pair, but it was Phil and I who would ultimately take the kids around. Thanks to our ridiculous government, the daylight savings time is still on, so it was disappointingly light as we set out.
Near the end of the night, I took the kids in the van over to see Mrs. Key (Eddie and Gabi's old teacher, Andrew's current teacher). She was so thrilled to see the kids that she threw big hugs around them all. Eddie was so enraptured by this that he nearly forgot to get his candy.
Finally, we got back home, wolfed down a few pieces of candy before bed, and the kids are now soundly sleeping, dreaming heretical thoughts of candy and costumes.