We did a dry run for Halloween last evening. Tinkerbell, who half the time calls herself Twinkle Bell (Swisher-on-the-brain, Baby Girl?) has a Halloween party at her preschool this morning. Hubby signed us up to bring grapes, so I searched Pinterest and found the caterpillar grape idea. (Let me tell you, they looked a whole lot better on Pinterest. Those eyes just got droopier, and droopier, and droopier.) However, I think the preschool crowd will still enjoy them. Poor Voltron. The Defender of the Universe was crushed this morning, when he realized he has to wait until tomorrow before he can wear his costume to school.