Two days and many parties in we aren't quite done. Sunday was time for the grand finale: Halloween. Since Maggie was just a baby, we have gone trick or treating with friends on the White Oak/Brightwood loop. I did ask the kids if they wanted to go to the more popular Stanley Ave., but they (to my delight) went with tradition.
David and Lori were hosting a pre-game and were kind enough to let me come complete with an entourage. We snacked on pizza and the adults geared up with some roadies before hitting the neighborhood. (Without my entourage, I might add. They decided I would be better off alone with the kids while they chilled there. I need a better crew.)
The portion of the neighborhood that used to take up our entire evening was completed in 15 minutes flat as the kids sprinted from house to house. Eion, who was struggling with his costume, broke into tears repeatedly, yelling, "Wait up! It's not a race!" Naturally, no one listened.
He went up to one house and the owner asked, "Who are you?" referring to his costume. He deadpanned, "I'm Eion." Priceless.
After dominating the first area, we moved on and met up with more friends who promptly got left in the dust by my children on a mission. No driveway was too long, no hill too high. For the girls anyway. Eion at a certain point seemed utterly unconcerned with more candy and was happy to hang out with me waiting for his sisters.
One thing that made the night awesome was the fact that "fall back" hadn't happened yet. The majority of trick-or-treating was while it was still light out. And it didn't hurt that the weather was just perfect and you barely needed a sweater. The kids, including Eion who couldn't keep up and Maggie who had an epic wipe out, deemed it the best Halloween ever. Indeed.
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