Halloween

Let’s see.

Jesse stayed home. He was allowed to dress up and hand out candy. Dad said he was very good and very calm. He gave more candy to girls than the boys (little flirt.).

I felt like a horrid, evil person for take just Doll, but I can’t give in to his bullying. Somehow something has to teach him that hurting others is not okay. The facts that he laughed when he knocked the cupcake out of the boys hands disturbs me. Why is he getting enjoyment from make someone cry? That’s fucking evil.

Anyway, trick-or-treating was alright. She wasn’t really into talking to strangers. While I’m sad she didn’t enjoy it much, I like that she doesn’t want to get to close to other people. Her being lost or gone is my biggest fear. I’m sure that’s any parent’s nightmare. Some dick with a knife in his back and blood all over jumped out at her and screamed “Get away from my candy!!!!!!” He scared the fuck outta her. Then he half filled her bag with candy. I was so about to kick him in the balls. Stupid fucker, why are you going to jump out at what is obviously a small child? Dickwad.

I really thought she would fight me after I only let her have a couple of pieces of candy, but she has been sweet. I said she could have another piece tomorrow. Ahh, bribery.

Only two picks turned out. We were to busy to focus on picture taking. J

Y’all take care,

Mandy

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