Trick or Treat! It was a soggy and wet night for Trick or Treat this year, but the boys enjoyed walking around the neighborhood with Abbie and Finn’s classmate Ethan, who joined us this year. Reid made it 3/4 of the way through the neighborhood before heading home to get to bed. Griffin had so much candy that by the last house it was spilling out the top of his pumpkin! I was able to go to Finn’s class party this week. All of the kids were dressed in their costumes and enjoying sweet treats and classroom games. The second group picture is of Mrs. Menary and Mrs. Wilkers classes together as they investigated the differences in the white and orange pumpkins.  Here are some samplings of Griffin’s artwork. The first is a drawing of our family and the second is Finn playing football which still seems to be his all time favorite sport.  Griffin earned his third sticker on his pink booklet this week, learning the words as, an, can, have, was.  And here are some other photos from our week. The boys love playing in the driveway, I made Instant Pot Sesame Chicken which turned out delish (nevermind the look on Finn’s face!), the boys enjoying ice cream at Grandma and Grandpa Armstrongs, and unfortunately the last one is of them at the pediatrician’s office where they were both diagnosed with Croup! Griffin woke up Sunday at 5:30 in the morning and sounded like he was having a really hard time breathing. He kind of freaked himself out and began gagging and drooling (and then began to freak me out). Neither of them seem too bad, though our experience at the pediatric support center (affiliated with our pediatricians office) was less than ideal. The nurse gave Finn his medicine first, but mistakenly gave him Reid’s dose. I asked her if she gave him the wrong syringe as they had a confused look on her face, and she proceeded to ask Finn to open wide as she dispensed more medication from the second syringe into his mouth (down to a certain amount and then stopped). She then had Reid open wide and gave him the remaining portion. I was not happy at all and asked the physician to come back in to the room. He had the personality of a card board box and wasn’t really apologetic much at all. I’ve since voiced my concern and experience to our actual pediatricians office who were quite apologetic that we had such a poor experience.