StoryI’ve alway had a soft spot for Halloween. I have really fond memories of chilly, windy nights walking around my cousin’s neighborhood trying to get all the candy my fat little stomach could hold. As an adult, I love hanging with my son and watching him as he tries to sneak one or two extra pieces when the person handing out candy says the magic words “help yourself”.
This year I’ll be doing the same but after I get him to stop shaking from all the sugar and getting him to bed, I’ll be sitting down with the missus to stay up too late watching Stranger Things 2. And maybe snagging a couple of pieces he’ll never miss.