It was Mommy's way of making sure she was nice and warm, tromping from house-to-house in the snow. Daddy, as you know, scared the other kids with his Hulk hands and mask.
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I remember having to wear my winter coat over my ballerina costume one year because it snowed on Halloween. That sucked, and I was *so* pissed off. I seem to recall stomping my feet a lot and pouting the whole time I was trick-or-treating.
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