Candy Day

We survived. The kids’ heads nearly imploded with excitement at 7:00am. Jonah was bouncing off the walls, and Ian was on edge about having to wear his costume. My calendar was blocked off with the times of the various parades and I had a list of things to send into school with them — juice for Ian’s morning party, Jonah’s costume in a paper bag.

Ian was dressed up as Thomas The Tank Engine, of course. When Jonah was Ian’s age, we made his Thomas costume out of a box. It was a three day project of painting and pasting. It came out great, but the box was rather unwieldy. A mean kid kept pushing Jonah over and he would get stuck on his back like a beetle, so we went with a store bought costume for Ian this year. We also don’t have that kind of time any more.

Jonah didn’t really care what he was, as long as it came with good weaponry. We found a knight costume at Target with a big sword. Jonah said that he was William Wallace. I don’t think that his costume was historically correct, but we didn’t tell him that. Here’s a picture of Jonah posing heroically.

About three blocks into the trick or treating, Ian became exhausted. His costume kept tripping him up, so I had to carry him home. Should have dusted off the old stroller. Steve ducked out of work, so he could hit some houses with the kids at around 6:00.

The kids had fun. I ate about 12 mini snickers bars and felt rather ill by the evening. The kids fell asleep by 7:30 after crashing from the sugar high.

This morning, the costumes are in a heap by the door. Empty pumpkin baskets are rolling around the living room. I bet I’ll find some empty candy wrappers tucked into the cushions of the sofa. Hmmm. I could use another snickers bar.