11 Oct
Tight-fisted Tom and the Halloween Treats
Last year when Tom was 5, I put him in charge of giving out sweets to the trick-or-treaters who knocked on our door. He seemed to enjoy it and I liked not having to answer the door every 5 minutes, so we were both happy. Until I happened to catch sight of what he was doing, that is.
I think this year I’ll have to be in charge of the sweet tin myself, don’t you.