arachnophobia

It seemed only appropriate that as I opened our bedroom window this morning, I was met by this fat bastard ( the spider, not my son ) – it is Halloween, after all.

Milo decided early on that he wanted to dress up as Spiderman, although it then took ages to convince him that it wasn’t really practical to wear his costume under his regular clothes and then disrobe at each of the houses along our trick or treat route.  I’m not sure if you can tell, but there are meant to be eye holes in his mask, and there are, but Milo decided that this was the proper way to wear it.  I decided to go along with it until he ran smack into a lamp post this evening – oops!

Happy Halloween, all!