"Trick or Treating," my son Tucker announced at each house he and his pal Lane spooked on Halloween night. He even corrected me when I said, "Trick or treat." "It's trick or treating, Mom!" Silly me.
My lil' Spiderman had a blast that night. His pumpkin clad bag was heavy by nights end but he insisted on carrying his own loot.
This year I added some more houses on our route, a sign of my son getting older. Everyone was really nice. I don't know how most places do it but around our neighborhood a lot of us pass out candy while sitting on our porches. It's fun watching the parade of kiddos go by.
Carsen joined us for a VERY short stint. After 3 or 4 houses he started fussing. That boy is clockwork once 7 or 7:30 pm rolls around he is ready for sleep! I broke from the group, Tucker stayed with Tia, and dropped off Carsen and the stroller with Daddy. Within 10 minutes Carsen was out for the night.
Now for the scary part: Before even heading out on our venture I couldn't find a pacifier for Carsen. I was petrified not of going trick or treating without it but of the 2 AM time-to-fuss call of Carsen. How in the heck will I get past THAT? I envisioned a wailing baby waking the household at that god-forsaken hour. My heart raced, I racked my brain trying to retrace my steps that morning and my mouth went dry.
In a hurry I grabbed his favorite toy in hopes that would satisfy him if he needed it and we all headed out to join the masses of goblins and fairies.
Thankfully when it was time to transfer Carsen (Hubby left him in the stroller next to him while he handed out candy) he didn't stir. I was still on my quest to find the elusive pacifier and just when i was about to give up I found it hiding under my purse on my unkept bed. WOO HOO! I was saved.
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candesintx- November 2nd, 2007
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- candesintx
- September 21st, 2007
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Well, Tucker has developed a fear of monsters in his room lately. He now has a night light and I have to leave his door open "all the way to the wall."
May be it's all the Halloween displays in stores and flyers that come in the mail? And what is up w/ stores having to decorate their aisles like a haunted house? Some displays are down right disturbing. Though Tucker is scared of the grey, glowing red-eyed monster, he's still intrigued and wants to see more. Isn't that like us humans? We can't seem to tear ourselves away from a horrible accident on the highway, so we create traffic jams and rubber-neck. We complain about the back up but as soon as it's our turn to pass the accident we gawck and slow down. I digress.
My son is growing up so fast. I mean right before my eyes. I was just looking at the photo I posted of him pushing the stroller. That was taken earlier this year and Tucker looks so much taller, so much older now. How much longer will I be dressing him? I mean the boy already can do most of it himself AND he's managed to put his shoes on the right feet a couple of times.
He's pointing out numbers and letters, as in he can tell the difference between the two. He asked me this morning, "What number is that?" as he pointed to the number "2." *Sigh* Did I mention he was in Pre-school?
