halloween, you’re not my favorite.

i’ve gone the entire day without uttering the words, “happy halloween” and i’m completely fine with that.

halloween, is really my very least holiday, and when i mentioned that i didn’t like it very much, Sister, promptly responded with “come on, mom, you just have to try it and then maybe you’ll like it.” (oh, she’s heard that before, huh?). i didn’t much like my words of coercion being used back on me, but i laughed it off and replied, “yes, maybe i will.”

we did Trunk or Treat at our church last Sunday and had Sister’s preschool harvest party today for lunch. that’s about the extent of our halloween festivities, but it sure is fun to dress them up and snap a couple of cute photos of these crazy kids.

for the record, Brother admitted after we stood in line in front of a huge blow-up ghoul costume for an hour, that, “i don’t like halloween, either. it’s too scawee for me.”

fist pump, bro. truer words were never spoken.

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