The boys were super cute as my skeleton crew on Halloween. We were still in NY and the plan was to go out trick-or-treating, then load the car and the kids and head for NC.
Ian was WAY excited to go out. I think this is the first year that he was more excited than I was to beg for candy. Chase didn't care that much, except I think he liked the skeleton costume. He was especially interested in wearing the gloves, for intervals of 3 seconds.
The best part of trick-or-treating (except reveling in the knowledge that my skeletons were the cutest in the whole upstate NY area) was that we went to my old house. After we told the owner that we built her house, she invited us in for a tour. It was really really neat to see the house (I lived there from 2-12 years old) and to see how it has changed. Her little girl has my old room :) We also stopped in at all the old neighbors' houses (no one we knew is left). You know, even though I haven't lived there in 17 years *holy crap* it still feels like home.
On a related note, I think it should be socially appropriate to knock on people's doors and ask for a tour. Even if you haven't lived there before. Because seeing other people's houses is fun.
The funniest event of the evening was when I pointed a skeleton sitting in a van out to Ian. As soon as Ian looked over, the guy (probably a dad waiting on his kids) wearing the skeleton mask turned abruptly and stared at him...and then Ian shrieked and jumped about 5 steps ahead of us. Total high-pitched-screamed-like-a-little-girl shriek. SO funny.