Passwords

Isabel was watching me check my email. She wanted to know my password but I wouldn't tell her.

Isabel: I can guess your password.
Me: There is no way you can guess my password.
Isabel: Is it "Mom dot one"?
Me: No.
Isabel: I know what it is! Is it "Underwear dot slash"?

Please excuse me, I need to go change my password.

My Halloweenies

We braved the rain, wind, and cold left behind by Hurricane Sandy (isn't one of the silver linings of living in a state devoid of ocean front property the guarantee of a hurricane-free existence?!?) to go trick-or-treating on Wednesday. In his haste to get to the next house and the next house after that, Zak managed to fall flat on his face three times, but that didn't slow him down. We had a low turnout of trick-or-treaters at our house... bonus candy for us!