Trick or Treat

Thankfully, we have no news on the medical front to report todauy.  Just lots of Halloween fun.

Surprisingly, Ty was "okay" with the fact that Gavin had to dress up as Superman instead of Spiderman today.  He was just happy it was finally Halloween!!  We met up with all of our friends in the neighborhood and joined the adorable trick or treat caravan.  Ty was totally sweet as Spiderman...


And baby GaGa made a super handsome Superman...


Ty was so excited for Halloween, he even wore his new Spiderman pajamas several nights in a row beforehand so he could get into character (thanks so much to Mary Palotta at the Guardian Brian Foundation).  He also had some fun with the vampire teeth that a sweet college friend of mine, Katie, sent with a fun package for Ty.  I could just eat him up. 



Gavin and Daddy had a great time trick-or-treating, too.  It was the first Halloween that Gavin was old enough to get excited about, and I think he really enjoyed it!!



Comments

  1. Colleen RosenNovember 1, 2010 at 12:28 AM

    They are absolutely to die for. They are the cutest kids in the whole world.

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  2. Rachel MarinoNovember 1, 2010 at 8:33 AM

    Charlie and I just read the blog, and we both agree that it is the greatest to see Ty smiling. This will make both of us happy for the whole day. FYI, you're ours for next halloween! Oh, and Luke wanted me to tell you that he loves Ty!! So cute.

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