What a fun night - masquerading little ones knocking on our door while their parents mingled around the firepit in the yard. Our family of jack-o-lanterns, carved only last night, greeted. Doug made garlicy spaghetti and meatballs and a Caesar salad which we ate between oohs and aaahs of preschool costumes. Our girls near made themselves sick on Heath bars and Sweet Tarts.
And now a rowdy game of cards has begun. I cant hear myself think over the shrieks of laughter.