Happy Halloween! Our night went something like this: hubby took the dinosaurs for a walk around the neighborhood, bearing orange pumpkin buckets, and receiving oodles of candy from strangers. I dressed up as a witch (I know, such a stretch…) and scared the crap out of every ghoul and goblin that walked up to my porch.
Giant spider. Fishing line. Strung overhead and then down into my palm. Muahahahaha!!!!
Afterwards, we were invited to a costume party. Since our minions were the rawring, toothy T-Rex duo, naturally that made us their inept “trainers.” My sides are still hurting from laughter. Here is the photographic proof for your viewing enjoyment. We had way too much fun!
This entire charade is extremely close to Vest Household daily reality. But don’t tell anyone.
(PS: If you noticed that my boots are adorbz, but my calves are way too microscopic for them, yep. Ding ding! Such is my flappy-boot-plight. Read more about that Here.)