This year was the first year we actually did something on Halloween. It just so happens that I am not a big fan of this particular holiday so I can’t say that I missed it over the last couple years. We moved to Germany 5 days before Halloween. Anton was just 2 and a half years old so has no memories of this fun-filled night at all, other boys remember the idea of walking around and collecting candy. Halloween is not a German holiday - there are very few people trick-or-treating on the streets, and most of the costumes in the stores are scary as opposed to fun. This whole introduction now actually leads to a story. We live about 30 minutes away from the American military base (and a rather large one at that), so I decided that it’s about time Anton gets to enjoy Halloween how it’s meant to be in the States. Andrei and Ilya refused to go without giving me any reasons and even after some persuasion they still opted to stay at home. A...