The crisp air, the changing leaves, those big, round, orange pumpkins that you just want to slap slap slap! (Or is that just me?) It is fucking magical. Plus, I can be my true witchy self and everyone just thinks that I am in costume. Awesomesauce.
Now....where is my broom?
Today we decorated for Halloween at the Wagner house. And here is where I tell you that my husband has collected an entire Halloween Village. It is a small village: only three houses, but that is about all I can handle.
|For Erin H., because you love this as much as Brock.|
|Great Grandpa's eyes follow you a little....|