At first, when we changed our Sunday afternoon plans from ice skating to hiking in the arboretum, the kids were maaaaaaaaaaad. Dorothy cried, "A hike is just a WALK." And, of course, she's not wrong.
I just peeked at the Halloween weather forecast, and it's supposed to hover juuuuuust above freezing on the big day, which is a bummer for a couple of reasons: neither Dorothy nor Jack will have any hope of being warm in their costumes and also I don't eat candy anymore, but I was going to lift that ban for ONE DAY OLY, so I need them to get a big haul. I will forever be a fat little kid at heart.