First of all, I need to apologize for that hideous purple outfit and necklace. I look horrendous and I never fail to mention when someone else makes a fashion faux pas. Disaster!
Jill's second Halloween costume was by far the best, simply because of how she wore it. She looked 8 years old, and I love when Jill is cute. Bobby was such a sport and I adored them. No one loves Halloween more than I do. The other 364 days of the year are a costume and Halloween is the real me.
I'm more comfortable on roller-skates than I am on feet. I spent most of my adolescence at a roller rink so I could stay out of my house. I know every word to every disco song as a result.