First the trick. Stomach flu struck today. I am still wondering if I will be hit next. There are warnings! My poor babies were crying about no trick-or-treating. We cancelled our annual dinner with grandpa and trip to the cousin’s house and stayed in our neighborhood. The sickies will be hanging back at the doors.
Now the treat–my six babies: a bandit, a football player, Rocky Balboa, a ship hand on the Mayflower, a bee, and an Arabian princess. Their joy is truly infectious. Another treat has been having many more trick-or-treaters than usual.