The Take

Though I’ve escorted Katherine around trick-or-treating in years past (*sniff*), she decided that this year it would be Mommy’s turn, so she headed off, all purple-kittied up, with Mommy and (since he’d been over raking leaves) Justin in tow.

And came back with her little plastic pumpkin full of candy. Yeesh. Evidently she was the first to arrive at some houses (though it was after dark), and the proprietors decided to reward her with big handfuls. It was heavy enough so that while I was taking her and Justin over to the Testerfolks, it was setting off the “there’s someone sitting in the passenger seat who isn’t wearing a seat belt” idiot light.

We had maybe seven or eight visitations, though some of those were clusters of 2-8. We still have (as usual) waaaaaay too much candy in the house.