This Halloween we had all three kids. Terra was little red riding hood (befitting), Madeline was a Pink Pirate, and Jack was a Elmo. It was a great Halloween. We remembered the best houses. On one cul-de-sac, a guy decided to grow some gourds. I have no idea why, but somehow, he managed to get a 147 lbs. pumpkin out of the ground. That's heavier than my wife.
My favorite story from this Halloween starts with our neighbor. Prior to leaving on our adventure, our neighbors' kids stopped by, dressed as a pink pirate and a kitty cat. The dad (Dave), arrives wearing a Grim Reaper tunic, carrying the scythe, and painted on his hands are white lines pointing to metacarpals and phalanges.
His youngest daughter is very proud of the costume. "Look at my dad's bones," she exclaims, holding her dad's hands. "He's a boner! Dave the boner!!" she repeats, laughing at her joke, oblivious to any other meaning. I laughed hysterically.
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