For the first time in years, Hubby was home for trick-or-treating, so he got to sit on his butt reading the paper while I popped up every time there was a knock at the door.
Our first group: two very cute, very small children. The kind you say, "How sweet!"
Our second group: about six kids, one of whom went right past me, into the house, over to the laptop I had been using (nothing but TrekBBS on it, of course), and looked at Hubby, who merely tilted down his paper and said "hi." I just turned and watched, listening to the parents cracking up and asking each other, "Did he just go in there?" Before they could start panicking that their angel was being kidnapped (yeah, you could hear it start in the mom's voice), the little one came right back past me and on to the parents. Without stopping for candy.
I gave a piece to the parent who came forward for it.
Anybody else have a good story?
Our first group: two very cute, very small children. The kind you say, "How sweet!"
Our second group: about six kids, one of whom went right past me, into the house, over to the laptop I had been using (nothing but TrekBBS on it, of course), and looked at Hubby, who merely tilted down his paper and said "hi." I just turned and watched, listening to the parents cracking up and asking each other, "Did he just go in there?" Before they could start panicking that their angel was being kidnapped (yeah, you could hear it start in the mom's voice), the little one came right back past me and on to the parents. Without stopping for candy.
I gave a piece to the parent who came forward for it.
Anybody else have a good story?