Well, they had their first Halloween. They did very well even with a late start. It was not as scary as you might think. It was definitely not as scary as what happened in broad daylight earlier in the day.
Here is where the scariness starts. Julie and I had planned on test driving a mini van that Saturday. We figured it would make it that much easier to take the kids to a few houses for Trick or Treating. Plus we saw one online that we liked. Julie and I went to the dealership and looked around a little. We saw several mini vans that we liked, but the one we saw online was no longer there.
There was one that did have all of the features we wanted for a reasonable price. A little more than the one we saw online and a different color, but it had what we wanted—and probably a little more. We were told they do not do extended test drives any more. I guess that meant we had to seriously consider if we wanted to buy something. We took it to the gym for a test drive (the kids were at home with Grandma), and then brought it back an hour and a half later. We liked it. We wanted it. Then we had to haggle. We haggled over APR’s and the trade-in value of my Honda Civic. It seemed to take all afternoon. We had to go home and get cleaned up. While we were cleaning up at home, the dealer was cleaning and prepping the van for us. We had to go back and sign, sign, and sign some more. We ended up getting the APR we wanted and the trade-in value we wanted. Nightmare over. On to the Halloween fun.
After frantically cleaning the kids after their dinner and then getting them into their costumes it was time to take them out. It was already after seven and probably a late start for a five year old, let alone three eleven month olds. But we went to three houses. We saw neighbors Paul and Patti, Mike and Jen and their sons Tommy the bag worm and Alex the leopard. We ended the night at an old family friend’s house. There was no shortage of arms to hold them. I think they made some new friends too. Unfortunately, in my earlier haste I did not have the camera on me at that point. By that time it was after 8:30 and past their witching hour by more than an hour on a normal night. We found Max’s limit to be about 8:45. He had enough by that time and wanted his PJ’s and bottle. Luckily, home was just a few minutes away.
Hope their dreams were not too haunted. I imagine they will look forward to the day that they actually get to have some candy.