This is our sad Iron Man. Chandler sat on the chair and pouted through most of the carnival. We couldn't figure out why until Dave touched his forehead. He was burning up. I asked him if he wanted to get a few pieces of candy and then go home. He said, "No. I just want to go home." I then knew he was for real sick. He's home from school today and seems to be feeling better.
Vana the Witch
How do I love this picture? Let me count the ways:
1. The two sleeping beauties in the front, who have no desire to have their pictures taken. Callie is trying to escape to find more candy. Claire's trying to pretend that she's not actually having her picture taken.
2. Val and I are hot!
3. My poor sick boy in the back, trying to look happy for the camera.
Don't worry if you haven't had enough of the kids in their costumes. I'm anxious to see what adventures tomorrow night will bring. Happy Halloween!