If you can't tell by the lack of blog posts, our life got a little crazy the past few weeks. I was driving home on Friday when I realized we hadn't prepped Ben at all for Halloween and we had plans to attend a trunk or treat that night. I had images of him refusing to wear his "costume" and getting freaked out by all the other costumes and refusing to say trick or treat.
I shared my concern with Keith, who was about 20 minutes ahead of me on the road and in charge of daycare pickup.
When I got home, I was greeted at the door by Bob the Builder himself, who yelled, "Trick or Treat Mommy - let's gooo! I get my pumpkin."
The trunk or treat got off to a rocky start (read: mile-long line in the freezing cold), but ultimately was a big big hit. We got a little candy, some free food, and the chance to see our big boy act (sorta) like a joiner at a dance party facilitated by a bunch of camp kids.
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Keith rocks.
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