It rained, but the lobster must go on!
After trick-or-treating, my little crustacean in cable-knit tights reminded me of a part of the Halloween ritual I had all but forgotten: the joy of dumping out your candy on the living room floor and sorting it (and sorting it and sorting it... why have we never thought of giving her a big bucket of candy to play with before?). There was the difficult decision of which one to choose for eating after dinner ("Mommy, can you promise me I can have this one?"), then she generously doled out treats to all us candyless grown-ups. Sugar highs all around!