“Awww, don’t cry.”
Get it? It’s a classic – never gets old.
Last night was Halloween. It was a beautiful night – a little chilly.
We didn’t get a ton of kids but there were so many cute costumes.
Our first visitor was our neighbor from across the street dressed in a bee costume. Usually I drop the candy in the bags kids hold out to me but neighbors get to take what they want.
Throughout the night kids of all ages came in a variety of costumes. I love the little ones – exhausted but determined to get as much free candy as possible.
They rush up the front walk and yell “Trick or treat.”
I say, “Happy Halloween” and drop candy in their bags, buckets, or plastic pumpkin heads.
Only one kid didn’t say “Thank you” last night. I think that’s pretty good.
Some of the parents were doing as much work as the kids – carrying them from door to door then putting them down so they could walk the final steps and hold out their bag. I offered these parents candy as well – they need something to keep going.
Kim always took the girls trick-or-treating, I always stayed home and passed out the candy. Two years ago we were in DC for Halloween. We’d taken one of those crazy trips.
We drove out for whatever they call parents weekend at Maggie’s school. We followed her to class and ate lunch in the cafeteria on Friday. We took her and her roommate out to dinner. Saturday we drove to an all-day rugby tournament. She didn’t expect to play much but ended up playing most of the day.
Kim and I then drove to the Newark airport and parked the car and flew to Edinburgh for a conference and vacation. We loved the trips to Scotland. This was special – we took a three day trip up to the Isle of Skye.
We flew back Halloween morning and drove from Newark to friends who live just outside of DC. They passed out candy and then we went to dinner. The next day we hung out all day and then went to the rehearsal dinner for my cousin’s wedding. Sunday morning Maggie took the train down and we picked her up and went to the wedding. After the reception we drove her back to school, spent the night at a hotel, then drove home.
Last year, I took the red-eye in and took a nap in the morning. That night Kim and I sat together on the front porch and passed out candy.
This year Maggie got the candy. She picked up just the right amount. I thought the pieces were a bit small so I passed them out in twos and threes.
Mark and Julia came by – one of our biggest treats is seeing Julia’s costume each year. Maggie had dressed like a hippy to pass out the candy. She wore a ring of fake flowers on her head that she’d gotten on the band trip to Turkey.
After they left a little girl and her mom walked by the house. The little girl ran up the lawn to the corner of our yard.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“Shhhh,” she answered.
She quietly crept along the bushes. When she was a couple of feet to my right she suddenly jumped in front of me and shouted, “Boo!”
I laughed so hard. I held out the basket and said, “that was the best. Take whatever you want.” She took a couple of pieces and ran back to her mom.
At 730 I turned off the porch light and put the remaining handful of candy into the freezer.
Just a perfect Halloween night. No one skipped our house even though we now have two ghosts.
Wait, here’s another classic.