How Dairy Queen Saved Halloween

Just when I think I can't possibly plan less for the kids' Halloween costumes, I surprise myself and actually fail to do really anything at all, except make sure that my kids have plenty of candy for me to steal when they aren't looking. 

Cambel wanted to be a scientist, but that seemed like a lot of work, so I strongly encouraged him to be a basketball player (this required zero effort on my part and Cambel's only complaint was that his arm about fell off from hauling the ball around). Ada was a princess (surprise!) and wore a dress my mom bought her at a garage sale. Oliver was a cow--due only to the diligent and creative efforts of a friend of mine, who in her superior motherhood, made this costume for her son a few years ago. 

Cambel and Ada went trick-or-treating at the zoo with their Nana and Papa, but were excited to go out again on Halloween night. We always take them to the dorms on campus, where lots of enthusiastic college students dress up, decorate their dorm, and hand out loads of candy. Only this year, something went awry and they ran out of candy 30 minutes in. Our candy buckets were painfully empty and we had a sad sad princess and athlete on our hands. 

Kevin convinced the kids that DQ was just as great as candy (because it was freezing outside and Kevin was not in the mood to traipse around searching for chocolate. I would have been willing to do anything for chocolate...). 

So off we went to DQ--where we were the only people there. But the kids got free cones since they were dressed up, and in the end were happy to have something sweet, even if it melted and ran down their faces. 

Someone has to hold Oliver's head to get him to stand still for longer than 5 seconds. Too bad Ada wasn't looking during the millisecond Oliver was next to her. 

A Halloween miracle--free ice cream cones.

I could have taken a hundred pictures of this cute little cow. 

And that concludes the longest (and mostly unnecessary post) about Halloween.