Yes, after much discussion, Evan was a lime-colored butterfly for Halloween. Not a Monarch, not blue, not pink... lime green. So, naturally, Linnea was a little caterpillar... We celebrated Halloween by trick-or-treating the apartments in the on-base housing high-rise. 10 floors of candy. Wow. We made it through 3 of them- Evan wanted to eat each morsel before moving on to the next doorway... we finally convinced him it was OK to save the candy in a bag so we could move a little quicker to the next candy cornucopia. He nibbled on some Chocolate Skittles (which were gross, in my opinion), a Babe Ruth and some psychedelic green and blue Twizzlers. We finished the night by chasing buddy Colin ALL over the place- have to burn off the candy somehow!
Colin's grandparents were visiting from Wisconsin and they offered to put the boys to bed so the parents could go out and have a little fun of our own- which we did! Linnea conked out by 8:30 and we headed out to meet up with the squadron pub crawl. After a few shots of glow-in-the-dark Soju, a couple Vodka tonics, a good game of darts with Laura and visiting six bars, we called it a night.
It was fun to be "young" and out on the town again- I think it's been over 18 months since the last time Matt and I had a wild and crazy late night. I'm determined it won't be another 18 months until our next pub crawl... I hear there are some good Hashing clubs in Tucson...Happy Halloween.
1 comment:
I cannot WAIT to come visit!
Love ya,
B
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