Saturday night we went to my parents' for a hayride and hotdog roast. The younger kids wore their costumes, and ran around screaming like banshees for two hours. It was awesome.
Today was Andrew's party at school. He was so excited about wearing his Batman costume to school, but apparently crime fighting is serious business. No time for smiling.
Andrew took apples to school
because I'm the super cool mom that signs up to bring apples to the parties. When I picked him up he said in his most pathetic voice, "My friends did not want to eat my apples . . . and neither did I." Next time I'll sign up for cookies.
So, I'm having a stare down with a heck-of-a lot of candy right now. We're a bit off the beaten path so we don't get many trick treaters. I still want to be prepared just in case. I guess if no one shows up I'm going to be forced to eat most of it myself. Sad, sad situation.
Changing subjects . . . I wonder why I can' t seem to lose this weight I've gained?