Trick-or-Treating

Trick-or-treating in Oak Park was always such a huge deal, and we had absolutely no idea what to expect here. The houses are far apart, and most of our neighbors are old. Thankfully, we were told that the block up the street was THE place to go trick-or-treating, so that's where Brian and the boys headed. After sitting in our house for an hour, waiting for at least one trick-or-treater to even show, I was so relieved when Brian called to say the boys were having a blast, and there were hundreds of people out. I sat out a bowl with candy, and high-tailed it up there myself. He was right -- it was unbelievable. I have no idea how that particular street ended up being the trick-or-treating mecca of Fox Point, but it is. Unfortunately, it started raining quite hard, so the boys were cold and miserable. Trick-or-treating didn't last long, but they seem totally content. By the way, you may have noticed that H started out as the Headless Horseman. By the time he left, the mask was bothering him so he went as Dracula. Without the fake teeth because both his other pairs broke.