So Halloween got off to a scary start this year when our little man said he wasn’t feeling great. We sent him up to our room to watch some TV and lay down. Next thing you know he was crying because he threw up in the bed. Sufficed to say this is an easier clean up when he’s in HIS bed and not ours.
Anyway, he only had a waffle to eat that day so we’re still unsure what caused it, but he was all but out of it the majority of the day. Meanwhile this altered our plans to have us all at the neighborhood Halloween party down the street at Clawsons. Instead, Kevin stayed home with Bryce and the girls went to the gathering.
Eventually, though, Bryce said he didn’t want to stay sheltered anymore and wanted to get his own candy. So we let him go down the street with the crew and get just enough sugary treats to get him smiling again. Soon after returning home and helping hand out some treats to kids that visited our house, he was out. Literally was asleep by 7:30 and slept in until 8:30 the next day.
Kari thoroughly enjoyed her experience as a Zebra. She came home with a ridiculous amount of candy and promptly went to the basement to sort it all out on the floor.
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