The Day After

Halloween is Emma's favorite holiday and has been for as long as I can remember. When I was pregnant with her we had our ultrasound on Halloween day. Who knew it was a sign? She has decided that if she is going to continue to trick or treat as a high schooler, she is going to have to go all out every year. Mission accomplished.

She could not have done it without the help of Maddie, who has from the day Emma was born, considered herself Momma jr. The process of becoming green was a long one and her big sister did a masterful job.

Emma has been Wicked obsessed ever since seeing the musical and is usually performing the songs around the house. At top volume. As a matter of fact her idea of a good time is encouraging us to leave the house so she can sing as loudly as she wants.

Her sweet friend Brooke came trick or treating with us dressed as candy corn. Unfortunately but hilariously, everyone thought they coordinated their outfits and assumed Brooke was a munchkin! She is a great sport and played along.

In the Village even puppers get treats!

Our annual photo of the best natured dads in the Village. This was his 16th year in that dog suit. He even wore it when we lived in Miami. Trust me he prefers wearing it for an Indiana Halloween! It's so funny because in our old neighborhood, adults did NOT dress in costume. As a matter of fact, he got made fun of for it. My guy knew when we moved to the Village that he had found his people when almost every adult you see is in costume. We take our Halloween seriously here.

There is nothing better than walking through the crunching leaves as you trick or treat.

This morning we woke up to this beautiful scene out our back door. Now we welcome November and the month when we count our blessings. And our candy.