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- I can also understand why they did it – it levels the playing field for the kids who might not be able to afford a fancy costume, I guess.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
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- Speaking of fancy costumes, I got sucked in myself. Even though I nearly choked when I saw the price tag attached to Tristan’s Scooby Doo costume, when I amortized it over three kids I could justify it. Plus, he really loves it.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
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- Granny, who normally goes out of her way to give us a lift on Tuesdays anyway, dropped in to see the boys in costume between dinner and trick-or-treating. In his excitement to get his Fuzzy Caterpillar costume on Simon said, correctly, “Granny, you’re going to LOVE this!”<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
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- The boys’ excitement was infectious as we walked to a few houses on our street. It’s hard to believe it’s been 25 years since I felt that swell of excitement, walking up the laneway to a house obviously decked out for the occasion.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
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- Is it just me, or is the upper threshold age for trick-or-treating getting higher each year? I swear, we had more than one young man whose voice was changing, and a few I had to look up to look into their eyes. There is such a thing as too old.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
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- Then again, kids too young to read a “DON’T RING BELL – PLEASE KNOCK” sign probably shouldn’t be trick-or-treating alone. <\/ul>\n<\/li>\n
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- A lot of things are even more fun when you can share them with your brother.<\/ul>\n<\/li>\n
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This post launches my participation in NaBloPoMo<\/a> – National Blog Posting Month. There’s no way I could write a novel in the month of November, but since I’m already putting up at least one post a day on weekdays, it would be within the realm of the possible to post every single day. Besides, what else is worth doing in November?<\/p>\n
Postcards from the Mothership – now with 20% more drivel!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The boys had a terrific halloween, and by extension, so did I. A few thoughts on halloween this year: I have to admit, I was a little disappointed when I heard that Tristan’s school had a ‘no costumes’ policy. The kids are invited to wear black and orange, but costumes are not allowed. I was … Continue reading “A Happy Halloween”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,78],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-653","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ah-me-boys","category-photography"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/653","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=653"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/653\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11989,"href":"https:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/653\/revisions\/11989"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=653"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=653"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=653"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
- A lot of things are even more fun when you can share them with your brother.<\/ul>\n<\/li>\n
- Then again, kids too young to read a “DON’T RING BELL – PLEASE KNOCK” sign probably shouldn’t be trick-or-treating alone. <\/ul>\n<\/li>\n
- Is it just me, or is the upper threshold age for trick-or-treating getting higher each year? I swear, we had more than one young man whose voice was changing, and a few I had to look up to look into their eyes. There is such a thing as too old.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
- The boys’ excitement was infectious as we walked to a few houses on our street. It’s hard to believe it’s been 25 years since I felt that swell of excitement, walking up the laneway to a house obviously decked out for the occasion.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
- Granny, who normally goes out of her way to give us a lift on Tuesdays anyway, dropped in to see the boys in costume between dinner and trick-or-treating. In his excitement to get his Fuzzy Caterpillar costume on Simon said, correctly, “Granny, you’re going to LOVE this!”<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
- Speaking of fancy costumes, I got sucked in myself. Even though I nearly choked when I saw the price tag attached to Tristan’s Scooby Doo costume, when I amortized it over three kids I could justify it. Plus, he really loves it.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
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