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Sun, Nov 1, 2009

• Sun, Nov 1, 2009 4:19 PM

  I normally would say..."We had soooo much fun on Halloween"...but this year was soooo weird!! Let me tell you about Halloween..... The boys have been so excited about Halloween and going trick or treating. All day long they asked, "Is it time to get dressed for Halloween?" After dinner, I started getting the boys dressed. Van was ready and excited. Max...not so much!! He cried and I ended up making him put his costume on. I put Max in the stroller and off we went to the first house (the next door neighbor that they LOVE). Van ran all the way there, but Max would have nothing to do with getting out of the stroller. After several houses, I just stopped asking if he wanted to get out and go trick or treating. 30 minutes into the adventure...Max throws up on himself. I felt HORRIBLE!! I MADE him get dressed; I MADE him get into the stroller; I MADE him go trick or treating!!! I'm a horrible mother!!! Thankfully, Atley and Ray were there with Dylan and they took Van trick or treating and Max and I went home. By the time we got home, he had thrown up on himself two more times. By the time I got him in bed, he threw up four more times!!! I felt HORRIBLE...and I still do!!! Today he feels MUCH better. He is running around this afternoon and eating a little bit. Poor thing missed all the fun of Halloween!! Well...the good news is that it is not the flu, it's not swine flu....and Halloween will come around again next year!!

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  Aunt Martha:  What a horrible mother NOT!!...if you never talk about this again he will NEVER remember it happened. You have pictures that he went and that is all he need ever know. Next year he will be more verbal and will tell you if he feels bad.
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