I'm kind of sad, because this is the first year since 1994 that I haven't gone trick-or-treating. DS has his last football game of the season, so I'll be going to that while DD goes TOT with some friends. I'll tell you what the hard thing is when you have a 12-year-old girl who still wants to dress up: finding and agreeing on a costume that doesn't make her look like a hooker. (Cue rant on American society's early sexualization of our youth.) We added the white t-shirt underneath this Queen of Hearts costume. (And no high heels. High heels+knee socks=slutty schoolgirl look.)
I think it's Halloween empty nest syndrome that compels me to dress Baxter up. I miss when my kids were little so I treat him like a little baby. Or I just like to torture him. Either way it's a sickness.