I was a Big Yellow Chicken for Halloween...

It's official... I am the Ebenezar Scrooge of Halloween... It's too flippin' cold to go trick or treating. That and we never went Trick or Treating when I was a kid... okay... we did for awhile... but then we stopped after awhile. Largely because it is a holiday that celebrates all the evil spirits and what not and my folks didn't think that was necessary. Instead my parents created a tradition of having a family night where we played games and ate doughnuts and drank apple cider.

So yesterday, after a lack of planning on our part... Sydney told the kids that we were not going trick or treating... Lips came out and tears were shed. That is until she told them we were going to have a family night and play games and what not. Then the smiles came back. I stopped by the devil store itself (walmart) and purchased 2 tiara's and wands with stars on them... Micker Mackers and Bug pretended to be fairies all night. I can't tell you how many times that I was changed into something and then back into "Dad." Jake was King Peter from Narnia. I picked up cider, and doughnuts and candy and caramel squares and ingredients for popcorn balls. So we spent a fun evening together making memories... and caramel apples and popcorn balls... Candy was eaten and games were played.

And it was WARM... and I didn't have to freeze my ol' tail feathers off out in the cold. Because, although I did not have a costume, I was a BIG Yellow Chicken for Halloween... BUT I was a warm Chicken.

Anyway... that was our house last night.