Here is the best picture we could find of Jake in his "Dinosaur" costume. It's tough to get a good picture of him sometimes. Also tough, was the fact that Jake was scared of all the other kids that were dressed up and trick-or-treating. We kept telling him that they were just dressed up like he was, but that didn't help. Hopefully next year he will do better because I (Bryan) am not going to carry him around again. The dude is getting heavy. The other picture is his booty of candy. My younger brother, Mikel, and I used to come home after trick-or-treating and separate our candy into piles according to the type, size, etc., and so I did the same thing with Jake's candy. It was fun.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Halloween
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Logan totally got more candy than Jake did. I wanted to sort the candy with Ethan too, but he thought that was stupid, I did it anyway.
Now that is one cute kid, oops, I mean dinosaur. Bryan, you're a bit too anal with the candy sorting.
Sorting is actually very fun. Mikel and I loved doing it just to see all the different kinds of candy we would get. Then we would sometimes make trades with one another.
I remember trading with my brothers, and then my parents would pick through the stuff I didn't like and take that. I had this little safe in my room I would keep the candy in so no one would steal it. Top that Bryan!
I can top that easy! Once my older brother, Trevor, told my younger brother, Mikel, and me that a unicorn would fly across the sky during a full moon. So you know what we did? We stayed up real late waiting to see it. Guess what though? It never came.
When I was younger I slept with a bear and wondered why it was always at the foot of my bed when I woke up so I asked my brother Josh and he told me that my bear would walk around my room at night...and I believed him.
Once I urinated on a friend of mine and then he rolled himself around in our grape vines and then he spent the night at our house in those same dirty clothes. Sick!
Hmmm that is sick. I don't know if I can top that...or if I want to. But I had a dream last night that an old man grabbed my boob and then told me he liked my shirt. I bite his finger and told him it was inappropriate.
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