T lost his first front tooth just a day or two before Halloween. Could there be a better time? ;)
(Seriously, could they please just stop growing for a little while?)
A few peeks at Halloween Night.
Tigger, a queen, and a (very serious) news reporter.
And for posterity: Me.
The hot chocolate table.
And, then, well..., there was a straw in a goody-bag and a napkin nearby and it just was the right combination for teaching our lovely, until now, fairly well-mannered children how to blow spit balls. It must have been candy-brain.
(J had to teach me the correct technique, because I have managed to get to this age without ever shooting a proper one.)
And that was our Halloween 2014.