Halloween began in a very spooky way, indeed. It was pouring rain, we were late to school for a Halloween party, and everyone got soaked. When we arrived, just as the bell was ringing, we found out that the party had started 45 minutes before, not when the bell rang as I remembered. At least we were able to rush through the rain, wet from the knees down, with freshly baked pumpkin bread and three kids just for the heck of it.
The fun continued. Miles did not nap. I burnt the chili for the Ward Halloween party. The house imploded. I cried. The kids got dressed. Amelia got her hair in curlers. Miles wore chaps. Max's costume involved accessories like fierce arm bands and a shield. "Do Knights protect princesses?"
"Yes, Max. And they fight firey dragons as well." Enough said, Max knew exactly what he would be for Halloween.
We trick or treated. Miles had a knack for it. He walked up to anyone and everyone who would or would not hand out candy and cried until we let him eat it. It is unfathomable how much candy Miles ate. Detox will begin tomorrow.
