Not the least bit creative in the photography department, but you know what? I had more fun playing and giggling with them and didn’t stress over fancy-schmancy (is that how you spell that?) shots of them.

So there.

Here we have one sock monkey, one bee, and one 80s chick.

I don’t think they walked two steps the entire night.

They mostly ran from house to house. Ringing bells and knocking on doors.

Pretending to be something they aren’t….for the love of candy from strangers.

It’s pretty weird if you really sit and think about it.

For one night they were whatever they wanted to be and they loved every second of it.

Can you tell how mad they were when I asked them to stop running ONE SECOND for a picture?