The kids went trick-or-treating tonight. William said that he didn't want to go and he didn't want to share their candy. He wasn't upset...he just wasn't interested.
When it was time to go trick-or-treating I asked William if he wanted to go with us, just up and down our street. I knew that he had already said ''no'' but I wanted to make sure that he felt welcome. He said ''yes''. I was so suprised. He put his shoes and jacket right on and went outside. There were four houses on our street with lights on. After we went to those houses, he said that he wanted to go along...just to watch...and maybe he could bring a bag. Horray!!! I am always so glad when William chooses to go with us. He ran into the house to get a bag.
It is so different now that he is eighteen years old. He needs and can handle some time alone...but we miss him. We have always been a close family, and it is odd...different...strange...not to have him with us.
Our record for candy is five, gallon size, ziplock bags. This year we only got four. But four is still a lot of candy.