awww maaaaan.

I can't believe it. I wait all month (or all year) for this night. I have two kids home sick today, both with fevers, and both feeling like they are teetering on throwing up. I hope it remains on teetering, because puking is never fun.

Megan and Trevor have pretty much resolved to the fact that they are both going to be missing trick or treating this year. You know that they aren't faking when they don't mind missing that. I told them that they could probably go to a couple of houses next door, but we won't be going out like we usually do. Mike will still be taking Matthew out for awhile, but he gets tired so quick that I'm sure they won't be out for long.

I feel bad for them. I remember being sick one year for Halloween. It sucked everytime I heard the doorbell ring. My friend stopped by afterwards and brought me a bag full of candy that she had collected for me. It's funny how I have never forgotten that.

At least all three of my kids were able to go to trunk or treat the other night, so it isn't like they are missing out entirely.

Kind of on topic, last night I went to McDonald's to get happy meals for the kids. (Or really, a soda for me!) and we had the windows down. I smelled it. Halloween. You know how powerful our sense of smell is and the memories that certain smells bring back to you? It hit me like a ton of bricks. Or pumpkins rather.... ;)

There was a street that had several houses with pumpkins lit. Oh there is not another smell in the world like that. Just smelling that makes me shiver because that is the epitomy of fall. Crisp cold night, dried leaves bouncing down the street from a breeze, trick or treaters, and jack o lanterns.

OK, and go ahead and think I am strange, but I dare you all tonight. Smell your kid's candy buckets before you spill the candy out. There is another Halloween smell that can't be duplicated. Something about the mix of all that candy in there. It smells so good. It smells like childhood in a bucket.

Happy Halloween!