Oh Goodness.
Halloween on a Friday. Trick or Treat, on a Friday. Excited, ramped up, sugar filled children, running on nothing but adrenaline. My children on Friday evenings tend to be train wrecks waiting to happen. Add in all the Halloween festivities which lead to extra late bedtimes and things have been known to get, well, scary.
Matt and I made A.J. and Peter both spend some quality quiet time pretending to sleep in their beds before dinner. They both swear they really did nap. I'm almost certain neither did, but if nothing else there was some calm before the storm.
In any case, after dinner, it was time to get the kids ready in their costumes to go out.
Some of the neighborhood kids were already knocking on our door.
In the past, I've taken the kids out first and we've done the bottom half of our street. When we get back to our house, the kids empty out their buckets to lighten their weight and then they go out to do the top half of our street with their Dad. The trouble was, this year there are three. I mean, last year there was too, but Lucy was teeeeny weeeeny, and stayed with me in the Baby Bjorn the whole time I was out. She did have a costume, but she didn't need or want candy. This year she wants very much to do everything her brother and sister do. We probably could have put her in a stroller, but she was much happier to be carried by one of her parents or to walk along with us, chasing after her sibling, proudly carrying her own bucket and collecting her own stash of candy.
Neither Matt nor I really felt like dealing with the 3 of them all by ourselves while the other stayed behind to hand out the candy. We hemmed and hawed for awhile about and then Matt looked at the sizable bucket of candy to hand out. Screw it. He made a "Take one" sign, stuck it to the bucket and left the whole thing on the porch. We would both go out and the kids could help themselves. If we ran out, well, tough break for the trick or treaters.
He headed out....
We started out crossing the street to our neighbors house. We don't see them as much now the the kids are older and in school so it was nice to catch up a little.
Then we headed on down the street. It was a beautiful, cool evening. Perfect for trick or treating.
The kids had a great time. They were so cute thanking everyone for their treats and then wishing each and every person a Happy Halloween. Except Lucy of course, she just held out her bucket and smiled sweetly. Sometimes she made random little babble noises or squealed with delight.
She wanted to walk but we carried her most of the way so that she could keep up with her siblings.
Matt and I took turns with her actually because MY GOSH is she getting heavy.
When we passed our own house and headed up the second half of our street there was still quite a bit of candy in our bucket. That made us happy. Nice to know the kids around here are good and honest and not too selfish.
The top half of our street was not nearly as fun as the bottom. A lot fewer houses were "open," and as a result there were a lot fewer people up there. The kids didn't mind, much, but it was definitely not as much fun.
Lucy got restless and started digging through her bucket. She selected an Almond Joy and then clutched it tightly in her hand for several houses. Eventually she began trying to get the wrapper off and when she didn't get anywhere she started trying to tear throw it with her teeth. Clearly this didn't seem like the best idea to me. She could choke on the almonds or something. We dug around in the candy buckets until we found some M&Ms and then I fed those to her one by one until we were almost done.
Boy did this make her happy, except goodness did she also make a mess of herself.
Seriously. In the dim light she looked like a teeny little vampire who had just finished a meal.
We wrapped up trick or treat and went inside to let the kids sort through their candy.
Peter and A.J. each got to select a few pieces to eat, but since Lucy had already had some candy, she had to settle for a bottle, before everybody got ready for bed.
It had been a great night, and I think everybody went to bed happy.
Before I blew out the candles, I also got a couple pictures of our jack-o-lanterns all lit up.
