Chase sported angel wings on his shirt, and blood red lips from some free Rita's Italian Ice (Swedish fish flavor).
It is weird. I think the last couple years I have had little pangs of fear? worry? I don't know. But this year I didn't feel that at all. We were just there for Chase, and all his friends, celebrating him and all his potential. Good stuff.
Also, we had the talk with Ian about Down syndrome beforehand. He didn't really care that much. He mostly wanted me to get him more crayons so he could finish the Halloween picture he was working on.