I decided to type in orange because it’s Halloween. Truth be told, I really should be working (since I am, after all, at work). This morning all the little kids from the daycare here at work came Trick-or-Treating. I luckily had a bin full of Tootsie Rolls in my office so I grabbed those and headed toward the hallway to join the festivities. Can you say ADORABLE?!?! If it’s possible to die of seeing cute children, I’m almost positive I’d be dead right now. Good thing I was standing right outside of the ER entrance.
One funny story, my co-worker Laurie was with me (who also happened to have a box of Tootsie Rolls with her). The hallway was filled with little kids dressed up as frogs, witches, princesses, clowns, Frankenstein, etc when an old transient looking man walked up to Laurie and asked politely “Can I have a Tootsie Roll?” Laurie exclaimed “NO!” and hugged the box close to her. They were, obviously, for the children. Maybe a wave of pity came over her, or the man gave her a threatening look, I don’t know which but Laurie had a change of heart and decided she’d share after all. “Can you say Trick-or-Treat?” she asked. The scruffy gray haired man with dirty jeans said “Trick-or-Treat” and Laurie handed him a Tootsie Roll. How bizarre is that?!
Kodi will be a lobster tonight. We’ve dressed him up in his lobster costume a time or two, and he’s been pretty tolerant of it. Which came as a shock to me. I think as long as I watch him the whole time he’s wearing it, he won’t tear it to shred’s.
Happy Halloween everyone! (Or should I say anyone who happens to actually read this)