Yeah, I'm just over a week late. There are already a lot of Halloween-related photos on my blog, but things wouldn't feel complete without pictures of the big night! Frankie started the day with a good puke all over the floor, but by the evening he was feeling better, well-rested, and ready to stuff himself with massive amounts of sugar.
Just chillin' with the pumpkin that Mom carved earlier the same day. Nothing like the last minute!
Trick-or-treating, on foot, house-to-house, old skool style. None of this 'car trunks' or 'store to store at the mall' stuff. We love our inner-city neighborhood.
The stash. He wasn't too keen on getting a picture with it, for some reason. He could've reaped a lot more, but we took a tiny bag so that we could limit the amount of candy. Needless to say, our kind neighbors were trying to cram several pieces of candy in at a time until it was overflowing. Don't worry, we helped him with this problem (mostly with the chocolate.)
This is what it's all about, yo.
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