You're never gonna catch me copper!

Our ward had their annual Chili Cookoff and Trunk or Treat on Saturday. Ryan made chili. It was hot. Why does my husband love spicy food? Sam tried, but wouldn't eat it. I ate it, but it burned my throat. I guess that is what you get when you put this in your meal:

Habanero pepper anyone?

Other than that, it was tasty. If Ryan wouldn't make things so spicy, he might have a chance at winning the contest. I've tried to tell him that people can't taste chili if it burns their head off. He doesn't agree, and keeps making it spicy. Ha ha.

We dressed up. Now, anyone who knows Ryan and I, knows that we have a strong inclination to dress up and be silly anytime we can. Exhibit A:

Circa 2005: I'm not sure what Ryan is supposed to be, I think something disco. But, I'm sure we can all agree. It is epic. I especially find it amusing that his bishop told him that those pants need to be excommunicated. 

 Exhibit B:

Circa 2007: I won "Best Costume" award for my rendition of the Stay Puffed Marshmallow Man. 

Back to Saturday, we went as bank robbers.

Sam was our loot, bag of cash, cash wad, money bag, you get the picture. Ryan had fun running around with Sam, saying in a Chicago accent, "You're never gonna catch me coppers!" All in all, it was a fun night and we won the award for the Best Family Costume of the night. Of course, Sam didn't care about the candy. But, he loved his orange bucket, and he chewed on a glow stick someone gave out at the trunk or treat for most of the night. Ryan and I took a "candy tax" when we got home. Of course.

We love you all, have a happy Halloween! What do you think of those pants. For anyone who is interested, we have awesome video of Ryan dancing in those pants. It is a coordinated dance. Ha ha, next time you visit, we'll have to bust it out.