On Halloween we went to the McLallens for a little get together and some trick-or-treating. Brennan was Bob the Builder, Isla was a very cute turtle, and I got into the spirit with some police officer accessories. The hostess provided the apple mouths and ghostly bananas, which I thought were so cute, and yours truly supplied the yummy mummy veggies and dip in the bread casket. 
The best part of Halloween night came after all the trick-or-treating when we got to pick Daddy up at the train station after his 2 weeks in Naples, Italy. Brennan had been counting down the days on his "Daddy calendar" and got to add the last sticker. Here is Isla modeling her new Italian hat. Patrick brought Brennan a tambourine, which he promptly broke. We removed the drum head and he just uses the jingles now, which is perhaps for the best.
Patrick's new boots had arrived during his absence and Brennan helped lace them up for their inaugural stroll. 
Then he passed out on the couch, most likely due to the fact that he had been up since 3:45 in the morning. That's right, 3:45 AM. We are having some sleeping trouble in this house, consisting of refusal of all naps, trouble settling at night, and nocturnal wakefulness. I'm crossing my fingers that napping will be all the rage again in the Hudock household very soon. 
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