In only the way my kids can, they walked into the costume store wanting to be Minnie Mouse (the little one, who’s going through an insanely obsessive Minnie Mouse phase) and a vampire (for the oldest).
Naturally, we came out with a pirate costume.
And a Cleopatra costume.
And of course, the very realistic, neon green spider my oldest told me to make sure was in every picture. She hung it carefully on our wall with neon green string that she found from God only knows where.
And the Nile meets the Seven Seas.
And I will most certainly be eating candy for the rest of my natural life. My dear husband got four bags of candy for twenty trick or treaters. My littlest one is in her own personal version of heaven.