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Trick-or-Treat kinda blew. The temperature dropped quickly around 7:00, and the already small neighborhood child population scurried inside. We've still got two or three pounds of Fun Size left.

Wait. That's not bad. Never mind.

Will the Lawn Guy and his wife brought over their baby, Griffin. All the other H'ween babies were peapods, pumpkins, chili peppers, etc. You know, the Anne Geddes thing.* Griffin was a squid. With big stuffed tentacles and a pointy spotted head. You'd try to pick him up and get a fake limb instead of a real one. He looked like mutated Y2K Stewie.

I tried to teach him to say "Victory is mine," but he wasn't having it.


ETA:

Here is the costume. But Griffin's had feetsies.



_{*Note to Bonita: "ANNE GEDDES SERIOUSLY STARTING TO LOSE HER SHIT."}