On Friday night, I opened my door for about the 20th time to a group of trick-or-treaters. But one little boy didn't hold out his candy bag.
He looked up. He looked at me. He shook his head.
"Your house is a mansion," he said in an accusatory tone.
I laughed a bit. My house is far from a mansion.
"It is too big," he added.
Well, thank you for the reality check little ninja boy. I guess it is all in the eye of the beholder. Now take your Whoppers and skadootch.
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