Ben and Chris's friend came by with a friend who dressed as an atomic wedgie. He even had ginormous undies that came up over the back of his head, and a padded fake backside peeking out the bottom back. HYSTERICAL. Ben's friend was a headless horseman. Chris's friend (a girl, whom he's going to marry) came as a really cute witch that would have made Willow lay off her anti-witch-costume screed.
We've also had a sumo wrestler.
On a dark stretch between houses, Casper said, "We are lost in the middle of the darkness" and sat down on someone's steps. She got 54 pieces of candy (and has eaten two, per my ruling; then we moved on to popcorn). They did our block, then one block of the big street, then the next side-street block.
One group of kids. Hubby is appeased but not content. There are several herdlets of candy scavengers still prowling the neighborhood.
I need something to do. Someone should tell me that it shouldn't be shoe shopping.
Turns out, my complex put on a parade of kids in costume and residents signed up to be designated candy givers for the route (I guess the notices were up when I was out of town.) Of course, it was at 4 pm, so I would've totally missed it anyway. But a nice plan, anyway. The new managers are certainly trying.
It is a really nice plan, but 4 pm?
And there was another clump of kids.
Kids don't tend to make it up to my floor. But one of the IT guys brought his 1 year old son in to work today, in a dragon costume. So cute!
Before dark.
They just killed
a roomba
on NCIS!!!