In a moment of car-riding-desperation (those of you with little ones know EXACTLY what I am talking about) Rosie's Mimi started saying the No More Monkeys Jumping on the Bed rhyme.... and it really stuck! Needless to say, she just HAD to be a monkey this year. We enjoyed chili and cornbread and walked around the neighborhood together.... me as Minnesota and Ron as Dr. Dean Bordeaux, MD. We had a great time. Rosie trick-or treated at our friend's house... and clutched her little package of Starburst the whole way home. She did not get to eat it. Maybe next year.
Our Favorite Apple Cobbler
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