Of course the hayride would not be complete without a goofy overexposed self portrait, in which SchmoopyBoy makes one of his characteristic poses for the camera.
Later that week we carved a pumpkin. A cute happy pumpkin, not a scary one.
On Halloween night both kids got dressed up. Lil' Cowboy Schmoo kept me company while I handed out treats at home. Batman chose to see a movie over Trick or Treating, so the husband took him to see Hotel Transylvania. But, because we are super cool parents, he still came home to a bucket of treats.
Why do you keep walking to the door? Don't you know my reading my stories is serious biznis? |
The caped crusader. Shh, don't tell anyone his true identity. |
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