So I had a grumpy trick-or-treater. I had to pick her up an hour early from daycare--which interrupted nap time and was the beginning of the crabby period that dominated part of the evening. I picked her up and we stopped to see Gramma Jane at work; went to a few places on Main Street; found Grampa Rick at the Werths and made two other stops on the way home. She was even crabby with her grandparents--you know if a kid is unhappy to see them that something is wrong. I kept hearing "Mom--go home now." So we were home by 5:45 and done for the night.
After some supper she was fine. Oh well. She did get quite a bit of candy and was VERY protective of her candy bag--I heard several times how it was her candy and not Mom's. She's on to me. We'll just see how she deals with it after her Dad inhales all of her Reese cups.
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