Guess what’s in the forecast for Halloween!

No really! Guess!

Heavy rainfall warning! Wind warning! What is this, Vancouver?!?

He happily wore his costume for an hour this afternoon. My Dad had sent us a giant furry football for Halloween, and Byron was running around with it like some kind of Roman linebacker. B even agreed to wear the (**gasp!**) helmet for a few minutes, which made me realize it won’t stay on by itself. Joy. A chin strap would help, but if it’s pouring rain tomorrow I don’t think anything’s going to help a papier mache helmet.

Yes, we got a picture, but his arm is in front of his face and I look stoned, so I’m hoping we can get another, better one later.

It’s cold. We’ve got the fireplace on. That makes me extra nervous! Time to scoot!

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