We overslept and somehow and quite miraculously went from bed to bus in TEN minutes. A record by any measure. Needless to say, the Halloween pancakes didn't happen. And nobody missed them :-)
Armed with Hallo-wiener and Trick or Treat, I donned my witchy striped tights, black dress and spooky spider headband to surprise John as his class Mystery Reader today. Except I mixed up my dates and there was no mystery reader today. (Mrs. B is such a doll that she let me do my bit anyway.)
The baby misplaced my keys and, after a frantic search, we raced to tennis arriving approximately twenty minutes late. (All that after last week's escapades when the baby locked my keys in the car and we had to beg a ride to and fro.)
We came home to find that the "Witch Mail" actually arrived!!!
We got on our Halloween get-ups.
Honey took the little's to Grandma Juju's house. She was passing out five dollar bills to kids dressed like Mickey and Perry.
The littles crashed.
Honey is watching football.
And I am watching Ghost Hunters Live. A guilty pleasure and a Halloween tradition.