Confession: I’m not a big Halloween person.
I haven’t worn a costume since my freshman year of college, and that was only to be able to use a fake I.D. to get into a bar.
But others around here do not share my indifference to October 31.
Even the dog gets into the game:
And a wig on a pumpkin, why not?
Spouse still swears by his regimen of offering Fireball shots to weary parents.
And this flashback is just ALL THE FEELS. Sniff.