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"Trick-or-treat! Where's my candy please?!?!"

Here are the photos from Halloween, folks!  Bug had a blast!  She and her friends spent almost an entire hour in awe of the whole trick-or-treating thing.  They also spent a good majority of that hour on a sugar high from lollipops- the first time for most of them.  (Hey, don't judge.  Whatever gets them to walk, ask for more candy for their parents, and provides them the energy to sit through dinner during what would normally be their moment of exhaustion before bedtime.)





 Bug:  "Trick-or-treat!  Where's my candy please?!?!" Bug didn't even wait for any of her friends (or parents- Who are they?) to move on to the next door.  She is a serious leader.


 After asking for candy, we were brave enough to gather to a restaurant- all 17 adults and 11 kids.  SERIOUSLY.  Despite the hesitation, it went pretty smoothly.  However, I'm pretty sure we won't be invited back to the restaurant ever again.  Lol.  Poor employees who were locked in the back banquet room with 11 children-- 6 (girls) of whom were chasing 1 furry monster C. :)  The following pictures are in no way perfect.  You try to catch the kids and you win some...but you mostly lose any sense of what a great family picture is because your kid is either not looking, poking you, or not smiling.  Hahaa.  Truth.




 This one is classic.  With twins, I definitely consider this a successful family picture.  :)



 By the time we got back to the car, someone was DONE.  *We even pulled out the stroller we haven't used in over 6 months!
 *Take notice of Buggy's "sparkles" (a.k.a eye shadow).  She asked to shine.  I didn't even think it was possible for her to shine even more (mommy bragging moment), but eye shadow seemed to do the trick. :)

It was so fun watching this kid with her buddies on Halloween.  I can't wait for next year!  I'm already thinking costumes because like I told the hubs...next year we will have a family theme because apparently that's what all little families do...except us.  Next year we'll be ready.  :P

God Bless,
Kat

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