Our children do love to dress up.

In preparation for Hallowe’en, Isaac has a new skeleton costume, which he has accessorised with a pirate sword. I’m not entirely sure why he’s threatening to cut his own throat with it – maybe he’s attempting to shave? – but I’m sure there’s a good reason for it.

Kara isn’t dressed for Hallowe’en. She needs no reason whatsoever to dress up as Elsa from Frozen. Or a fairy. Or in her freshly purchased pumpkin costume, which she was wearing when she jumped up and down on me in bed this morning.

I’ve been traumatised ever since!

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