If the costume still fits...

So most mothers of twins are incredibly creative and original with twin costumes, particularly while their children are in the pre-I-want-to-be-the-latest-Disney-character phase, but our mom - as much as she ADORES being the mother of twins - is somewhat of a procrastinator, never shops/browses for fun anymore, and is just thrifty out of necessity these days. So you're not experiencing deja vu - we wore these same costumes last year. The pants are a bit short this year, but we may be even cuter than before :)

We practiced trick-or-treating on Thursday afternoon at our back door. We stood outside with our plastic pumpkins, knocked on the door, and smiled at Mama when she opened it. Then she would say, "Trick-or-treat!" and we'd smile and repeat it, wondering what "candy" we'd get (since the only candy we get is a sucker on haircut days). Mama put a piece of candy corn in there, which we spit out and replaced with our own "tractor snacks" (the John Deere gummy fruits). It was fun for a few rounds.

Friday afternoon, John David announced, "I not put on da costume. I not want da candy." When we got to the first of our three stops, we walked to the front door like such big boys, did the routine, and chose one sucker which we immediately opened to eat. Back at the car John David said, "I finished." We spent the rest of the evening at our grandparents' houses playing with the cat and the trains at Nannie and PawPaw's and dancing up a storm to Dionne Warwick (of all people) at Cici and Papa John's. (For those who've witnessed my Daddy's moves, you know what sort of rhythmic genes we have.) Our 3rd Halloween (wow, already) was lots of fun :)

The monkey (Thomas), Cici, Papa John, and the lion (John David)

John David was out-of-control

Dancing machine