Cords and Fleece

  It’s midnight and time to pay the price. Glowing yellow eyes, blood-stained fangs, ghoulish figures in the grocery isles. Forget the sugar highs from too many chocolate bars. Here’s the real price of Halloween fun. Day 1, 2:00am: Door opens. “Mommy, I had a bad dream...” I take Elizabeth back to bed. I can’t get back to sleep. Day 2, 4:30am: Door opens. “Mommy, can you come sit with me for a little while...” I take Samantha back to bed. I can’t get back to sleep. Day 3, 1:30am: “Wha? No...iss too early...go back to bed...” Michael is talking in his sleep. I nudge him. I think it's kind of funny, because of the irony and all. I still can’t get back to sleep. Day 4, 3:00am: “Mommy...?” I whimper, then take Elizabeth and Samantha back to bed. I can’t get back to sleep. It's starting to freak me out. Day 5, 2:30am: “It’s OK, but you have to go back to bed. No it’s still nighttime. You, too, Lizzy.” Michael is talking in his sleep. But more loudly this time. Apparently having...

Here are some moments from our Halloween. --------------------- The Grim Reeper came up to my front door. I gave him a Hershey Bar and an Almond Joy. He gave the Almond Joy back. Lesson: Want to cheat Death? Dress as an Almond Joy. -------------------- “Hi. These are my girls, Elizabeth and Samantha. I’m Melissa. This is my mom, Gail, and this is my Grandma, Molly.” “Wow, so many generations.” “Yea, and my Grandma’s mother is resting in the bedroom.” “That’s right, she doesn’t know she’s dead yet.” Dark Hutchins humor. ------------------- Elizabeth: “Grandma, I’m a genie. You can have three wishes.” Grandma: “Great! I wish for a kiss.” (smooch) Grandma: “I wish for you to run around the kitchen and come back.” (run, run, run) Grandma: “I wish for you to hug Samantha.” (hug, hug, hug) Elizabeth: “Mommy, I’m a genie. You can have three wishes.” Me: “Great. I wish for you to clean up that mess on the floor.” -------------------- Elizabeth: “Trick or Treat, smell my feet, give me some... ...