You know, it was only when I read your comment that I remembered a nightmare I had recently had about loosing track of an extra child--I wonder if that played into what I wrote... I think it's a deep fear of mine!

Now we live in the neighborhood with the 400 trick-or-treaters. "Darius," whom I mainly call "the tall one," came home to help hand out candy with his girlfriend (whom I'd identify by LJ name, except she may want to preserve her anonymity). It was a lot of fun. I wore a bird mask that I made one day with teenybuffalo. We ran out of candy, though I had started stockpiling in September!