The school had a nice Halloween party where my son got as much candy as he did "walking the streets" for a sugar fix. They invited the parents so we could do all the taking of the movies and pictures. Okay, since you asked, here's one of Officer Boy:
Criminals everywhere were quaking in fear at his 'tough guy' face. Fortunately, we got this picture before the school handed out stampers along with candy goodness. After he got hold of that, he managed to stamp himself right between eyes. At least the stamp read, "Boo!"
The Boy actually enjoys giving candy more than trick or treating. He lasted about a half an hour on the walk and then helped us hand out candy. For a while at least. Then he walked over to the neighbors and helped them instead. 196 kids were served overall. Not too shabby.
The pop rocks are mine, stay away.
The wife called me upstairs at one point in the week, pointed to the floor, and said, "What is that?"
I scrunched down and looked at the thin strand of something on the floor while she added, "I hope the cats don't have worms."
(The Wife has a case of extreme heebie jeebies when it comes to all things parasitic.)
I picked it up, stretched it, and said, "Yeah, these rubber band worms are horrible this time of year."
(Hey, you chose to marry the smartass.)
A few more captchas from this week:
In honor of most of the costumes out this Halloween:
(Slutted up Beyond All Recognition)
When your child paws a piece of prime candy for a few minutes before deciding that he or she doesn't want it:
("Ewww, I can't eat that. It's all defingly now." This also happens at birthday parties when the cake isn't guarded from 'icing probes.')
It was just odd that this one came up during a tooth fairy entry:
That's all I have people. Go be relaxed; it's Sunday.