Halloween!

This year was special because it was the first year that Kim anticipated Halloween for days--even counting the number of dodos left for about a week beforehand, and the first year that Van "got" it. By the second house he fully grasped the concept of trick or treating. He would walk up to the door, open his bag, and then say, "thank you", and "Bye-bye after he received his booty. His stamina was incredible. Steve and I kept thinking he must be tired and trying to carry him, but each time we picked him up, he very firmly said, "Down".



Practicing being a cowboy a few days before the BIG day.

Not so tough, tough guys.