Friday, October 31, 2008

Sweet Times

I was feeling particularly sentimental this Halloween. It’s easy to blame it on all the hormones after having triplets. But really I just finally had time to actually think. For the first time in more years than I can remember, I was home for Halloween. I bought candy for us to give out because we now live in a neighborhood where there are lots of kids, all expecting good candy no less. I was excited about being home to hand it out. It never crossed my mind that the repeatedly ringing doorbell might wake up the babies. It turns out it wasn’t the doorbell that did it.

I was contentedly listening to some old, sappy music, meandering down memory lane, and writing after bathing the kids and putting them down. The doorbell rang (again) and I opened it to find several six or seven year olds eagerly holding bags and grinning as they yelled the traditional, “Trick or Treat!” As a figure skating coach I often stood in front of groups of children much like this, encouraging them to be energetic and excitable. Without thinking, I joined in their enthusiasm and asked them to all tell me, before I gave them candy, what they were dressed as on the count of three. Of course they screamed it at the top of their lungs and woke up the babies. Didn’t think that one through. I closed to the door to find my husband smiling. He thought it was cute and said something, but I couldn’t hear him over the crying.

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