Last night, Brett set up a card table with an old TV/VCR and played Frankenstein movies. We goofed off with the dogs and greeted the adorable and creepy princesses and ninjas who wandered up our driveway. This is Brett's second year to follow this routine, so we're thinking this is our new, post-having-kids-who-trick-or-treat Halloween.
The dogs had the time of their lives.
They were some pretty fierce ghostbusters, even if their backpacks kept falling off.
No lie: We miss the days when we could put the kids in costumes of our choosing.
Good thing we have a dog!