I almost forgot about posting for Nov. 1st. I've been watching the Americans self destruct, so this month snuck up on me. On a positive note, we had twenty two little ghouls and goblins, tubes of toothpaste, witches, princesses, superheroes and even Harry Potter showed up. We set up a little table out on the walk filled with bags of chips and the little ones helped themselves. Normally we would have 30 to 35 kids, but expected very few, we considered it a successful night. Lights out at 9. Eight bags left on the table, 20 in the box. The Gustafsons and Heather are coming for brunch today, a belated celebration of Heather's birthday. There's a good chance the box will be empty by the time they head back home.
Loved
