Just like our jack-o-lantern who was a bit conflicted between good and bad, so were my trick-or-treaters. We had a scary ghost,
a Spiderman who kind of resembled the Hulk after he outgrows his clothes,
and a witch who was a good witch or a scary witch, depending on whom she was talking to. To most she called herself a good witch, but she told Grandpa, "I'm a bad witch and I'm gonna cook you up."
Oh, and we also had an assassin and a vampire.
Our annual tradition of having the Williams and the Stevens come trick-or-treating lives,
as well as our annual tradition of Grandma going house to house with us
while Grandpa and Koko man the candy.
As a special trick, or maybe a treat, Zeke lost a tooth while trick-or-treating! Look closely and you can see the little bitty tooth in his fingers
and you don't have to look closely at all to see the big gap now 3 teeth wide in his smile.
Happy Halloween!