I LOVE costumes. I love any reason whatsoever to dress up, and my children really stood no chance in inheriting some of the obsession. Dressing up is in fact one of their very favorite things to play, and we have an extensive costume collection as a result. So when Halloween rolls around we have to decide just what theme to go with and we are on a roll.
There is only one catch - my husband really does not enjoy dressing up so much. And somehow, his costume almost always involves more paint (an entirely silver Tin Man for our Oz) wigs (Captain Hook to our Neverland) and uncomfortable clothing (well, he drew the line and was Alfred instead of Robin for our Batman montage) than anyone else. This year has been exceptionally crazy and Halloween snuck up on us, and Eric was quite happy to escape.
So, our pirates were on their own. Well, not all on their own, but without costumed escorts. It made me a little sad, and we will have to start thinking about our theme for next year!
By the end of the evening Thaley and Eric made out like, well, pirates. Our neighborhood is known for Trick or Treating and families drive in from all over to go house to house. At one point they were actually BEGGING to go home, their bags were so heavy. Do you ever remember doing that? I think my parents were usually ready to call it a night long before Amy and Paul and I were. But, believe it or not, they were done, and with more candy than we could ever eat. Gingerbread houses, here we come! 
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