Every year Halloween creeps up on me like poison Ivy. The month usually starts off with a conversation that would go something like this. “What are you going to be this year?” My 6-year-old daughter would reply, “A princess” I’d say, “Again?” But not the same princess as last year or the year before that, oh no, a whole new thirty dollar costume of coarse and times that by three, the two older ones like costumes that are just more morbid like … [Read more...]