Well people Halloween is over…thank God. All this hullabaloo for 1 night. This was our boy’s first time trick or treating. Yes, I know, he’s 4, I’m a horrible mother. We don’t live in a neighborhood that’s particularly conducive to safe trick or treating, so this year we went out with the Echo’s. They have a lovely neighborhood, and there were a TON of other kids…holy crap!

Now let me just say this…when it comes to Halloween, I’m hardcore. You’d better come to my door in a costume or you’re getting a rock in your bag. Sorry kid. As for the candy quota, Mrs. Echo’s a little liberal with the candy distribution (that reflects her kind-hearted generosity, I’m pure evil, remember)…I say 1 treat per kid, then get the hell off my porch.

We even had a kid passing out Jesus. Yes that’s right, a child came up to the house, turned down the candy, and gave us a Jesus pamphlet. Pass out all the stuff you want kid…but hey, take the candy. I think even Jesus, if given the opportunity, would have tried out a miniature Snickers. I know, I’m going straight to hell.