How much fun was Halloween?! Bear with me here if this was your millionth Halloween with your kids and you’re so over it. This was a first for me.
Both kids, ages 4 and 2, were dressed up in their costumes. There was no fight to get Everett in his Martin Kratt costume nor Roman into his Daniel Tiger costume. They were both grinning from ear to ear, practicing their Trick or Treats as if they would get candy based on their delivery of these new magical words. The wind was blowing but it wasn’t terribly cold. We hooked up with our neighbors across the street, and the six of us set out on a serious mission to collect the good stuff.
There was laughing, there were plenty of “WHOA . . . Mom, I got a (enter current favorite candy bar here).” The freaked-out faces while going up to the door of an exceptionally scary house were priceless. (A good mom would’ve walked her two year-old up to the door, but I was too busy laughing at Daniel Tiger running full-force at me down the driveway, claiming there was a ghost 10 feet away.)
When it was obvious that they had hit their limit, we made our way back home. The boys poured out their hauls onto the living room floor and the sugar highs began. It was awesome to see them doing something that I LOVED to do when I was a kid. With every new trick-or-treater at our front door, both kids ran to greet them with a cauldron full of candy, excited to wish them a Happy Halloweeeeeeen! (I should’ve probably put something more than a diaper on Roman at this point, but it was Halloween. Maybe I could say his costume was a streaker.)
This may be my one-and-only year of being almost as thrilled as my babies were with Halloween, but I gotta say, this was one of my favorite nights with my family. Check Halloween 2016 off as a complete success.