I just don't get it. You'd think kids would WANT to come out to the middle of nowhere to knock on the door of a spooky old house. But alas, not hide nor hair of a tricker treater to be found. The only thing knocking on our door are those dang orange beetles. I guess I'll have to eat all those Reese's myself.
Mwah, ha, ha, ha
4 comments:
What a beautiful front porch you have Christine. I know you and DH have put a lot of hard labor of love into this house and it shows. Can't wait to see the rest of your blog. Happy Halloween. Peggy
WHAT???!!!!??? You had Reeces Cups??? Didn't you read my blog? Those have ALL been tampered with. I will need to take them off your hands immediately.
Me thinks me smells a Reese's thief!
You have leftovers?? I'm so jealous! I bought two giant bags of Reese's hoping to have some left over to eat all by myself in the wee hours of the night. (I hid them from my son and my SO--aren't I mean??) Alas, the kiddies took them all.
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