I am praising God that my kids went trick or treating this year. We have had many Halloweens where we spent them in the hospital and Ty’s trick or treating was in the “play room”. Not that he cared, I don’t think he remembers… I do it makes me feel like crap. I hate that he has always missed out on things because of his sister. We tell him that what families do, we make sacrifices for each other… and they do. But he has made plenty. So this year I am BLESSED that we were all healthy and went trick or treating. They have a ton of candy they are going to be sick and maybe get a cavity but I don’t care!!!! Whoohoo!!!!!