Another year, another adorable terrible twosome.

In need of power, no longer through the screams of a child, but through the bouncing-off-the-wall energy  of 3-year-olds who have discovered that by going to door and simply looking adorable, neighbors will willingly hand over candy.

In the words of Destroy (after canvassing the street in search of porch lights), “I need to go home now. I need to go to my house and eat all the candy in my pumpkin.” Continue reading →