Trick-or-treat was such a blast last night. I almost forget the excitement of it from being a child, so in that, it's hard to recall if it can possibly compare to watching your own child's sheer joy.
Comparatively with last year when we barely managed to make it halfway down our street in two hours, last night we hit every house in the entire neighborhood in under an hour. I suspect it was because we had a little gang of kids who didn't stop running except to get the candy and say thank-you. And if a woman opened the door, Mort would throw in, "You're pretty!" My little Casanova. Between three sets of parents, we had Darth Vader, two Batmans, black Spiderman, red Spiderman and a prisoner. So, it was a pretty funny little band of superheroes (Mort couldn't see through his mask and quickly handed that and his lightsaber to me, so with his cape, he got lumped into the superhero category) and then the lone prisoner. Especially because all the adults handing out candy got it and commented on it, but the kids didn't get it at all.
And then today will be a blast because the weather is going to be sunny and 66 and we have a Halloween party with all our friends and most of it was going to be outside with crafts and hayrides and goofing off, weather permitting. And all the adults dress-up and J. the party-thrower, leaves no stone unturned in throwing a Martha Stewart worthy bash. I can't wait. Mort seems to think that somehow it's still connected with more trick-or-treating and that he's going to get more candy today. And considering he doesn't really eat candy, even when it's offered to him, I think he's just going off the excitement of other children regarding candy. And getting to spend a day with my friends is like having a big 'ol bucket of candy for me, so we all win.
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this makes me feel a bit nostalgic. what is your costume? we have trick or treaters this evening, and g made his annual batch of tortilla soup for tonight (for us, not for the treaters...). Have fun!
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