Grandma Norton bravely volunteered to pass out candy while Jeff and I took Ryan Trick-or-Treating on our street.
Ryan definitely knew that something "special" was going on. As usual, he took everything in and immersed himself in the festivities. I don't think he ever quite understood why so many weirdo's were coming up to the door.
We went through 40 bags of candy and had to shut our doors early. Next year I need to plan on at least 60 bags. Hey, maybe we'll suck it up and get the full size bars like the rest of the neighborhood.
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