I hit a low point last night.  All Hallows Eve it was.  It was exciting.  I knew some former neighbours were on their way with their five kids to get some treats.  They're great kids and I miss them so it was nice to see them.

Then, more trick or treaters followed.  Cute, little kids with their moms and dads, dressed in colourful and creative costumes.  Then, I thought, I should do a kid count - you know, count the number of children coming to the door for candy. 

So, I got the Sharpie out and started putting notches on the candy box after each visit.  The visits stopped around 7:30.  That was it.  No more kids.  So, my counting stopped at 12.  That was it.  12 children came for candy.  

So, I started closing up the house for the night and it dawned on me.  I just counted all the kids I had come to the door for Halloween.  Old people do that.  Oh, oh.  What's happening to me?  Is this how it happens?  Is this a natural part of the aging process?

I'm not going to count the kids next year.  I'll feel young again.

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