Every year a woman in our town hosts a halloween party for the kids. It's held at our community center. The idea is for it to be a safe place for the kids to go. She never hosts in on Halloween however. Why? Because about ten years ago her son was killed on Halloween night while going trick-or-treating. She won't do it on Halloween, but she does do it to honor her sons memory and to keep kids safe. And it's completely free. Tonight was the night for it this year. We took Nathan in his duck costume (and of course, forgot the camera) He played all kinds of games, but there were two he kept going back to over and over. That pick-the-duck game (forgot the name) where you pick a duck out of the "pond" and whatever color or number is on the bottom, you get to pick a prize out of the matching bucket of prizes (They even let him keep a duck when things started slowing down) He went to that about 10 times. And the one where you toss the bean bag into the hole. On his first round he got two out of three in (of course they let him stand real close to it) He was so proud of himself. In the 5 or 6 times he visited that one he usually got at least one in, except for one of the times. He didn't get either of the first two in, so with a sigh of frustration, he just walked up to it and stuffed it in. That got a good laugh from the people that were running it, and got him one of the bigger prizes. I wish we had had our camera. There was only one bad thing about the night. There was this woman running one of the stands (bob for apples), who used to work for dad. Apparently they had gotten into an argument when she worked for him. Tonight she basically took it out on Nathan. There were kids his age there who she let just stick their hands in and get an apple and then get a prize, but she wouldn't let Nathan, then after all the apples were gone she was just giving away the leftover prizes, and me and Nathan walked up, she just stuck her nose up and said all the apples were gone and he couldn't get anything now. We didn't make a big deal of it, I don't want Nathan growing up thinking he can do whatever to people just because they do it to him. I want him to be nice. They're always going to be people who don't like him (whether his fault or not) and then there are going to be the people who are more than happy to overload him with candy and praise him tremendously when he gets his beanbag in hole. I think we should all learn to focus on the candy people.