Yikes, guys. In my defense, this was about the time I started feeling crappy (pregnant) all the time.
If it looks like the kids are trick-or-treating in my grandma's backyard it's because they are. Kind of. We missed the trunk-or-treat down the street, so we decided to do trick-or-treating Easter-style by hiding the candy around the yard and having the kids find them.
Up there we have a cowboy (Carter), Tinkerbell (Ivy), and a kitty (Lydia).
The kids didn't care that it wasn't REAL trick-or-treating. Sophie was the oldest one of the bunch, and as long as she got candy in her mouth, she was happy.
Trick-or-treating can be exhausting.
The next day we got some cute shots of the kids in the swing.
The big kids, too.
Ivy kills me in that picture. She's nuts.