Grandma helping Sam (Elmo) walk.
Checking the goods. She did this after every house. And I think she asked to eat a piece of candy after every house, too.
Halloween this year was one of our 70+ days and for once, the kids were warm enough in their lightweight costumes (which meant we didn't have to stuff them into their winter coats). It actually made trick-or-treating more pleasant for the adults, too.
We stopped at my Grandma Schut's house for some goodies (Sam was in one of his "I'm not too sure about this" moods) and then went trick-or-treating down my parent's street in Clinton. We ran into my mom by accident and she joined us for the second half of our journey. Afterwards, we got pizza and then headed over to Brad's parents' house for a little more trick-or-treating. Once we got home I told the kids they could stay up and eat candy while we watched a movie. A perfect case study in why young children need parents -- they would've eaten candy until they were sick if I hadn't intervened!
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