We Halloweened

We dressed up, went to parties, trick-or-treated, ate way too much candy, 

and did all those things that Halloweeners do on Halloween.

Abrie originally wanted to be a hippie. 

"A Hippie?" 

"Ya, a HIPPIE... you know, the people who wore baggy pants, big sweatshirts... hats on backwards."

"Abes, I think you mean a gangster. And if we're being politically correct it would be pronounced, gangsta'."

We ended up settling on an 80's girl.

We're going to pretend that Macie drew Eden's whiskers on.

This would be 1 of 4 Halloween costumes that Macie wore this year.

Halloween eve eve...

Halloween day. Please note Macie's wardrobe change.

Did I mention I dressed up this year?

You can friend me if you want.

I'm catching my breath after cleaning up my 3 Halloween decorations (it was tough work) and throwing away hidden candy wrappers between cushions, on counters, in pockets, and even stuffed under their pillows (perhaps from late night snacks). 

And now I'm starting to feel a bit anxious knowing that it's November, which means it will soon be Thanksgiving, which means it will soon be December, which means it will soon be Christmas... commence breathing in brown paper bags and doing all the other things that anxious people do when feeling a panic attack coming on.

My goal this season is to simplify. Lot's easier said then done, I think.

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