Time to start thinking about what we are going to be for Halloween. We could think for months, but we’d never come up with anything as good as the chicken costume. I had been trying to talk Christian into being a chicken for years, and he’d never do it. Jackson was all over it. I was telling a friend about it the other day and had to dig up this picture from Halloween 2 years ago. I only wish you could see the yellow pants and big floppy feet. Our neighborhood always has a big Halloween block party and Jackson won best costume that year. The next morning after the party we all walked outside and it looked like a bomb went off and blew up a candy store and a chicken coop. I found white feathers in my house for months. It was so worth it.
