"You Smell Musty"

Tonight, Grandpa and I were getting ready to go to Mom's house for dinner and trick-or-treating with Nolan, Maddie, and Gunner.  As I was putting his coat on, I noticed that his jacket smelled funny.  I didn't say anything about it because Grandpa had been ready and waiting to leave for well over.. well, the whole day.  The smell became a little more noticeable in the car, but Grandpa didn't say anything, so I figured I was in the clear and could sneak his coat into the wash without him noticing the odor.

We arrived at Mom's and I took Grandpa's jacket off and set it on the sofa.  Grandpa stayed at the house with Mom and Elsie while the rest of us took the kids out trick-or-treating.  Nolan was dressed as Buzz Lightyear from Toy Story, Madeline was a cowgirl, and Gunner was a lion.  Nolan, the social director, had to be the world's slowest trick-or-treater!  He'd start up conversations with all the people handing out candy.   And then, there was Gunner.  He stayed in the wagon for the first few blocks.  A few people dropped candy into his basket, but he didn't quite get the concept of it all.  He'd dig in his basket, find the candy, and throw it on the ground.  After about seven repeats, I took the basket away.  And then, we made the mistake of letting him out of the wagon to walk around!  He followed Nolan and Madeline right up to the first house.  He set his basket on the step and tried to let himself into the house.  He lasted one more block after that and decided he was ready to be done with Halloween.  So, Erin took him home while the rest of us continued along.

When we went back to the house, I went and sat next to Grandpa to fill him in on the trick-or-treating.  We left Mom's and came back home.  I did the dishes, changed into my comfy clothes, and assumed the recliner position.  Grandpa turned the television volume down and said, "Oh... I was going to tell you that your jacket smells musty -- like it's been in storage too long."