So I was handing out candy at my parent’s house on Halloween when, once again, the doorbell rang. (Little side note here- my parent’s neighborhood is SO popular for trick-or-treating that people drive their kids in, park at the neighborhood entrance and trick-or-treat there.) Anyway, I was about to give some candy to the little ghost at the door when I looked up and realized that guy with the ghost? Was my brother! (And the ghost was my nephew so don’t think this is totally bizarre. Obviously I didn’t recognize my nephew since he was under a sheet and all.) Why did this startle me? Well, here’s what he normally looks like:
Anyway. Fun times.