When the twins got back from trick-or-treating I immediately began inspecting their candy.
I could have been looking for safety reasons, trying to find suspicious-looking things like unwrapped candies or (gasp!) home-made treats.
I wasn’t, of course.
Pawing through Little Girl’s plastic pumpkin, I asked, “Did you get anything good?”
“Oh yes,” she said excitedly. “I got a BOOK.”
I gave her a look. “Yeah. Okay. I was kind of thinking maybe Resse’s cups…”