Then we got Ada dressed up in her costume, put our pumpkin out on the step, took some pictures, and waited for the trick-or-treaters to show up. I was all excited to answer the door with Ada and see the other kids dressed up. Usually we get about 10 kids that stop. This year - ZERO. I was bummed...and so was Chris because I had only bought one small bag of candy and a huge package of 30 bags of pretzels. (In my defense I like having something non-candy to hand out to the really little kids.) I was given no end of grief over not having a big bowl of leftover candy for him to snack on - so we made up for it the next day by getting several bags of marked-down candy at Target. (And I have to admit he's not the only one that was excited to fill the bowl up with chocolate...)
Sunday was spent doing yardwork; it was finally nice enough (and dry enough!) to clean up the leaves.


Hmm. This version of the story stresses my candy disappointment a bit more than I remember...
ReplyDeleteYour story reminded Mom of all the leftover candy we have in our closet. Funny how she hadn't told me where it was.......
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