One of the best parts of the day is found in the accosting of innocent adults who have come to get their kids. We plot together, young and old alike, covering the left and right flanks. It's like a pride of lions picking off unsuspecting gazelle's. They never really have a chance.
Except this year, Susan hid in the closet on the 3rd floor of our house. When we finally found her, she ran and locked herself in the bathroom. You know what they say about payback. I can't wait.
Check out my facebook page (and some of our teenagers') for more pictures.
So, it was a successful event. Lots of fun. I really love our teenagers!