Trick-or-Treating started with quite a treat in Oregon: no rain and not that cold outside. In fact, some of my children did NOT wear coats! We went up and down the streets, gathering the few kid neighbors that we could. By the time we crossed to a new street, Jason said he was tuckered out and wanted to go home...WHAT?!?
Chad valiantly (ha!) volunteered to go home with the "too tired one." As Chad opened the garage door, Jason proceeded to puke on the sidewalk. It was a long night for Jason as his body erupted too many times. He's such a trooper though. When he woke in the night, he would take care of his business and never holler for us. The only way we knew he was "busy" was because Julie could see the bathroom light from her bed. Poor J!
The rest of the crowd enjoyed gathering their treats on Halloween. Jenna even got brave enough to go to the doors on her own (with her friend, Sarah, of course). At one house, our little girl, dressed in an angel costume, gave an impromptu performance of "Trick or Treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat, if you don't, I don't care, I'll pull down your underwear." Ugh! Thanks a lot brothers! How embarrassing!!!! The "you have on purple underwear" would been a slightly better way to handle the song. Oh, the influence of brothers...
Our costumes were thus: Trevor-Clone Trooper, Matt-Obiwon Kenobi, Jason-Boba Fett, Julie-Princess Leia, Jenna-the angel (cuz she didn't want to be in Star Wars), and Chad (who was supposed to wear his "I don't do costumes" shirt, but bailed because Jason was sick...).
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