Trick or Treat
Posted on Nov 1, 2009 03:58:00 PM
Halloween is over for another year and I’m sitting in the kitchen looking at a counter full of candy wondering how I can eat before the children of my opinion. My two years, continues to walk, looking at me saying, "Trick-or-Treat?" And in his hand stained chocolate already. The children had a fantastic time considering I had them dressed for a cold night in October and it was 75 degrees outside.
My husband and I spent the evening sweating profusely and swapping stories of Halloween Past. This was a particular pleasure this Halloween, because for the first time, my husband did not work. He came to enjoy the whining about whose turn it was to ring the bell. He came to experience the cranky attitude that began to emerge from my youngest son stepped into a giant puddle and got his feet wet pants. He got to try to keep children from growing large quantities of smuggled candy in the mouth in the backseat of the car while we were looking for it. Yes, it was Halloween, in all its glory and was able to experience every bit! As if self-induced sugar Comas was not bad enough, some genius decided that DST ends at midnight on Halloween and so of course their little bodies, telling them that was reasonable 6:30, my children woke up walls bounces at 5:30. Not cool kids. Not. Cool.
So I’m sitting here on a bar chewable Three Musketeers (I sold, So sue me), older children are off school and I am about to hand my baby to another man just candy when he said those magic words …