Went trick-or-treating with my nephews and niece. (Why doesn't the English language have a single non-gendered collective noun for "the kids whose aunt I am?") I wore my fuzzy Warrior Dash helmet as a token "costume".
Younger nephew: What's your costume?
Me: I'm a Viking.
Younger nephew: You can't be a Viking, because [insert unintelligible 4-year old explanation here, that I think involved Viking helmets not being furry.] (thinks hard) You could be a buffalo, because they have horns and lots of fur.
Me: Okay, I'm a buffalo.
Older Nephew Educates Me on Pop Culture
At one point when we were out trick-or-treating, one of the houses that had a big soundsystem going took a break from playing "Thriller" on infinite repeat to play "I'm a Believer".
Older Nephew: I know this song!
Me: Yes, it's by the Monkees.
Older Nephew: Noooo, there aren't any monkeys in Shrek!
Youngest Niece Demonstrates a Positive Attitude
Youngest Niece, who will be two in January, unexpectedly refused to put on a costume at the last minute, but thoroughly enjoyed the novelty of walking up to people's doors and receiving candy. However, my favorite part of the evening was probably reading her Green Eggs and Ham, because she responds to every question uttered in the text with a tiny enthusiastic "Yeah!"
"Would you, could you, in the rain?" "Yeah!"
"Would you, could you, on a train?" "Yeah!"
It would have been a very short book if she'd been the protagonist. Sam-I-am would come along and say, "Do you like green eggs and ham?" and she'd reply, "Yeah!" and we'd be done.