My son’s idea of Hell is dressing up as someone he is not and asking strangers for candy. My daughter’s idea of Heaven is the same thing.
Daughter and I went out and trick-or-treated almost to exhaustion.
We saw tons of people I knew and some kids from her class at school – glassy-eyed and stumbling, because they were out waaaay too late for them.
What a blessing to live in an neighborhood with lots of kids and friendly parents.
I hope you’re similarly blessed wherever you live!