Sam was a ghost. He and J. went trick-or-treating with a friend of Sam's from kindergarten (as well as said friend's older brother). Frida and I stayed home; she fussed all evening while I handed out candy, until she finally took a humongous poop and since then she's been quite calm. It's all about poop, until it's all about teething.
Also, please take vaccination seriously: . It's one thing to make a principled decision not to, but another entirely to not to do based on
misinformation. (Note: that link corrects some misinformation that's being spread; I am not linking to more misinformation.)
Sam designed this one:
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