My kids went out last night as a zombie and a ninja.
No, my daughter did not want to be a princess, or Barbie, or any of a million other stereotypical female role models. She wanted to be a flesh-eating zombie.
My son was a Ninja. A Scorpion Ninja, no less.
“Your Crane Style is no match for my Scorpion Claw technique!”
Although it was pouring yesterday morning, and it was pouring this morning, it was actually quite nice for the trick-or-treaters last night. It was warm, and even though everything was soaking wet, it wasn’t raining.
As always, the kids made out like bandits.
Now we can take a breath. Then we start gearing up for Thanksgiving.