Halloween Carnival

We love the annual Brentwood Halloween Carnival.  Please note the deliberate use of the word "Halloween" -- not Fall Festival, not Harvest Party, etc.

Reason #472 why I love our school.  There's nothing evil, scary, offensive, or satanic about bounce houses, face painting, stuffed animal walks, and cotton candy. I could go on, but I'll step off the soap box and get back on point.

Last year, we wore shorts to the Carnival and pondered if we wanted to risk dehydration by jumping in the bounce house.  This year, the weather was perfect and the mood was festive.

Camden had a blast.  See below.

You may wonder what happened to Connor. . . . he was too busy pouting the strange disappearance of his Halloween costume, so I sent him off to brood and fend for himself.  When we returned from the Carnival, the costume was found HANGING IN HIS CLOSET.