Halloween. Only one per house, please.
- Trick or Treat.
 Going in different directions. Two of them (not always the same pair) would get disoriented and head back to the previous house. It was hilarious. Meghan was on a mission to get candy. It was the twins first time and they were taking it all in on their own terms.  John would give his warrior cry of success (oh, my gosh was that loud), holding his bag high with pride at each victory. EACH victory, and that went on for two hours. He also would run from house to house and would trip himself up, falling to the ground. I told him we won’t go home early as long as it was only one per house, please. He was a good listener that night. He only did fall once per house.
