We all were excited today to wake up to Halloween. We braved Costco as task number one. The kids survived on samples, and Ashton by throwing samples and trying to find the forklift. In Trader Joes Ashton was a maniac. Either we let him run down the aisles chasing his sister and weaving between baskets, or he screamed to be let down. Which option makes us worse parents? Let me say the screams were more like screeches and shrills, where everyone just looked at you happy that it was not their kid. Yet they kept commenting how cute it was.
Stopped by the Nyquist's house and picked up the train table and desk and added it to the furniture collection inhabiting my garage. Dad whipped out a ghost pumpkin and Thomas the train before the trick or treaters came around, and the kids prepared to be Ariel and Doggie. We strolled around the neighborhood first. Ashton grabbed his first piece of candy, a sucker, and that is all he needed. He was done and content, unless someone had a dog at their door, where he was more interested in entering their house to pet the dog. We then loaded up the carriage and took off to the Nunes house. Dad put 24 glow sticks on and became "glow man" per Maya. We trekked around some cool houses, Maya in the lead, while Ash being already cranky, fell and cried for most of the night, again until he saw a dog. We dragged ourselves home and frosted cookies, where Ash decided to frost his face with an array of colors. Driving home he was wide awake, always happy to see a bus or truck, and pissed when ever we passed one.
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