There are plenty of ways to look like an idiot on Halloween, but there's no excuse for making your kid look like an idiot too. Here are some costumes that will land your child in therapy some day, so avoid them if you can:
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Halloween Costumes You Shouldn't Dress Your Children In
Growing Up Fallon: The Family Pet
Besides a few fish, me and Jimmy had only one pet when we were kids--our dog Jeff. Our dad came home from work one day with a fuzzy white puppy in a cardboard box. I immediately started thinking of adorable names for this little puff ball, but Dad held him up and said, "Jeff!" which was the name of his childhood dog. (Like our puppy, Dad's dog had been a mutt, and he was named after an old comic strip called "Mutt and Jeff".) I guess it could've been worse--he could've called him "Geoff." But anyway, Jeff it was, and we didn't care--we finally had a dog!
Growing Up Fallon: Winter Fun
Jimmy's sister, Gloria Fallon, is back with another collection of wintertime childhood photos and memories! Also be sure to check out our complete gallery! Winter seems to last forever in upstate NY, so it was a good thing that me and Jimmy loved it. Not only is there Christmas and New Year's Eve to look forward to, but snow, snow and more snow!
Growing Up Fallon: Summertime Memories
Editor's Note: It's been a while since Jimmy's sister, Gloria Fallon, shared with us some memories from growing up in the Fallon family! Today she's back with a new edition: Summertime Memories!
Summer vacation was like one big Fallon Funfest when me and Jimmy were growing up. We'd spend the days swimming in our pool, playing whiffle ball and Trac Ball in the backyard, and Little League at the local baseball field. Hanging out at home with your mom and grandparents is supposed to be lame and boring, but nobody gave us the memo.
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If we weren't in the pool, we'd play in our sand pile. What? Most kids have a sand box? Oh. Probably the same kids who have wrapped presents under the tree at Christmastime.
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Growing Up Fallon: Easter Time!
One of the greatest things about Easter is that it's a no-stress holiday for kids. The Easter Bunny doesn't keep a tally of all the bad things you did--that basket of candy is yours whether you've been naughty or nice. So on the night before Easter, me and Jimmy would leave out our baskets and a nice carrot for E.B., and we'd go to sleep--safe in the knowledge that the eggs we'd be eating for breakfast tomorrow would all be chocolate.
Annual Easter Morning Pictures

Not a fan of candid shots, Mom would hold off on the pictures until all the surprise and excitement was gone from our faces, opting instead for awkward poses and forced smiles.


































