Halloweenie

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

I have no idea who wrote it or what it's from, but it sums up our Trick or Treat experience yesterday. Candy is always awesome, always. So the dressing up and the acquiring of candy was the best.

The weather, though, the weather... ye gods.

It was windy (around 25 mph) and spitty rain/sleet mix. The kind that stings when you turn to face into it unsuspecting. Ick. Liam started freezing the first house we went to. I tried to be encouraging and said that the faster we went the warmer he'd be, but our birthday boy pooped out early with Grandmama. Carrie and Damon soldiered on in spite of freezing cold and red hands until even I'd had enough.

They felt like they got enough loot to last them and we all went home to have more birthday cake and candy. Then we all pooped out. Just one of those years, I guess. You can always Trick or Treat in your snowsuit, but rain is a different beast altogether. Even the parents were griping, "the things we do for our kids..."

Happy birthday, anyway, Liam!