falloween

Our old stomping ground hosted a Falloween for little ones and I have to say, it wasn't half bad.  As if you can't tell, costumes were encouraged.  As for Dec, think Richard Simmons becomes a World Cup player.

One of the local petting zoos set up shop at the event, so we waited in line for Declyn to pet the animals.  As you can see, he loved it.

Aunt Meag was showing him the rocks in the fountain, until she dropped his cup into it.  At least he stayed dry.

Chatting it up with his dad while I waited in line to sample the nitrogen ice cream.

Poor kid was out of it when we first got there -- his ear infection probably had something to do with it.  These two pictures pretty much sums up how he felt.

Petting the animals, however, really seemed to perk him up.

Not sure what to make of the donkey's fur.