So I took Jimmy trick or treating down MacDonald Avenue with his cousins. And of course Jimmy refused to be something cute, since he's 10 now. He had to be something scary with a bloody weapon. He was Michael Meyers from Halloween. When he told me he wanted to be Michael Meyers I thought he meant the comedienne from Saturday Night Live who did Wayne's World and I was fine with that. Apparently, I don't know as much as think I do about things.
Afterward, we went to Chevy's and ate a late dinner and drank Shirley Temples. I must go now and inspect all of Jimmy's Halloween candy to ensure complete safety. I will randomly select the Kit Kats, Whoppers, Peanut M&Ms and the Cherry Starburst to make sure it is all OK to eat and has not been tainted in any way. Because that is the kind of Excellent Parent I am.