Drew dropped one on my wife last night at dinner. For weeks he's gone on and on about wanting to be a black cat for Halloween. So we got him the whole get-up, and have been making a big deal out of it to fuel his excitement. But last night he says, "I don't want to be a black cat, I want to be Scooby Doo." It was just like a commercial. You should have seen my wife's face. tee-hee
Tonight is our town's Halloween "walk around" for kids. Basically, a survival of the fittest candy-fest through the downtown streets and shops. Wish us luck.
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