We went trick-or-treating down main street. Sierra didn't want to bother getting all dressed up again. She was a cowgirl. Not too original since she pretty much is one in real life. However lately the less I have to hassle her the better for both of us. I pick my battles. It was crowded and I let the boys walk so it was slow. When were done Sierra said, let's go home. I thought we would hit up a few neighborhoods. She loved to fill her sack when she was younger. She convinced the boys they had enough candy. Madison wasn't buying. I tried arranging for my friend to take Madison out again with her and her boys but then Madison changed her mind and decided she was done too. I think these kids are spoiled. I remember trick-or-treating until I couldn't take another step or until my bag was so heavy I couldn't lug it around anymore. They just aren't that into it. I stopped off at the store and bought stuff for burritos and we went home and ate burritos and watched Free Rein. My girls favorite show lately. We were all in bed at a decent time, so I guess quitting early really isn't too bad.
