I have a few snippets of memory of Halloween night. Nothing for Halloween day though.
Including no idea what craft my kids are working on here.
But, it look like it was fun.
And then Blake had a work party for the kids... at his work.
We were all zombies this year. In case you can't tell. I do remember wondering if it was a little morbid to dress your 2-year old up as a zombie clown. But, it's what we did.
Blake was not a zombie. He was a fabulous Napoleon Dynamite. If I can find the link, some day I'll share with you the dance he did to win his work talent show. Seriously, amazing.
Zombie Boy.
Apparently, my parents trick-or-treated with us. Grandpa was a good sport and let us dress him up as Captain Hook.
Getting our zombie on.
Trick-or-Treat!
Yeah, no memory of this. Are you tired of me saying that? It's just still weird to me when I look at all of these photos and come up blank. I do think it very fitting that I was a zombie mom. Because that is exactly how I describe myself during the 6 weeks of ECT--I was a zombie.

