Halloween 2007: Kenzie the dork, Mason the basketball player, Rylie as little bunny Fu-Fu, Camrie the dog, and Sadie as a cutie patutie. 
Yesterday was Halloween. I'm going to go on record right now saying, "I do not like Halloween." I have never liked Halloween, but have went along with it for the children's sake. Now, I just don't like it. Oh, I'll still participate

, but I won't like it. :) As much as I don't like Halloween, Darren likes it even less. We were discussing this last nite and decided we like Groundhog Day much more than Halloween. Even Columbus Day ranked higher. Along with Halloween comes PHS - Post Halloween Syndrome. Our house is definitely suffering from this today. Sadie has a runny nose from being outside in the chill, and the rest of the kids are just grumpy and have chocolate mouths.
Camrie, Tyson & Clay Alger, Mason, and Rylie 
We tried something new this year - trunk or treat. Our ward has done a trunk or treat for the past couple of years, but we haven't gone. (See, we don't like Halloween.) This year the Algers talked us into going and it was great. We pulled the wagon over and used the back of Algers' truck and got the trick-or-treating over with in 1/2 hour. It was fun to see all our neighbors and not have to open the door. Rylie was a little nervous until about the 5th trunk, which is where Camrie declared, "
I have enough candy now." She wanted to still go around with us, but didn't want anymore candy. Despite plenty of people trying to give her candy, she held strong. So she didn't get anymore candy. What was I thinking? That's my candy I gave up. I guess that happens.

After that the Algers came home with us. Rylie answered the door for the trick or treaters, Mason went with Jarrett and Clay to hit more houses, and Darren and Steve went and got Chinese. (All this time Kenzie is at one of her soccer teammate's Halloween party.) After Darren got back he turned off the light and refused to answer the door for anymore people while we ate dinner. After dinner he still refused to answer the door. Can you believe our pumpkins didn't get smashed?