In Edmund's class this past week there was nonstop chatter about Halloween. This would be unnoteworthy in any elementary school class, but was rather comical given the fact that these particular children can barely remember what they had for dinner last night, let alone last Halloween. Last October 31st most of the kids were having their first bites of non-pureed food, so the chances are slim that any of them tasted candy then. If they did, their parents aren't fessing up. However, most of these kids have now tasted the sweet stuff and know what they were missing. Can it really be? There's a night when people hand out candy without mommies and daddies saying "eat your veggies first?" These kids were sold, and Edmund was no exception.
Last year Edmund donned his adorable pirate costume and I thought there was no way we were going to top it this year. Edmund's recent visits to the Museum of Life and Science had him in awe of space and he went around telling everyone he was going to be an astronaut for Halloween (not that he knew what Halloween was). Surprisingly astronaut costumes are hard to come by or really expensive. I know I could have made one, but as crazy as work has been that would have been one more stressor. So after talking to several friends with children Edmund's age, I concluded it was fine to go a little crazy with this year's costume. He's only two once. The years of cheap Darth Vader costumes aren't that far off, so I decided to splurge on a space suit with a little help from Kay Kay.
About a week ago, Edmund was invited to a pumpkin hunt at his friend Logan's. This was the perfect place to do a test run with the costume. We had to coax Edmund into it with the promise of candy at the party. He wasn't completely sold, but it's amazing what a two year old will do for chocolate. After a few minutes at the party he threw off the astr
Finally, the big night rolled around. Edmund had been invited to go trick-or-treating with the kids in the neighborhood. We thought about it, but decided they were setting out too far past bedtime. Not only that, but Edmund is about 2 years younger than the next youngest child. The neighborhood kids love Edmund, but we think it's because they've figured out how to get him to do their bidding. "Ah man our Frisbee went all the way over there." "Hey Edmund do you want to play Frisbee with us?" Edmund happily runs after the Frisbee none the wiser.
As we approached the first house on our trick or treating route, Edmund couldn't contain his excitement. He eagerly rand the doorbell and said his "trick-or-treats" and even "thank yous" right on cue. However, he thought we were supposed to mosey on into each house. It took a couple of houses before he realized we weren't going in for a play date.
All was going well until we came to a house with a giant inflatable spider and Frankenstein's monster. Both were cutesy, but Edmund ran and clutched his mommy. Edmund had seen both decorations at Lowes earlier in the month and with fascinated curiosity asked, "What's that mommy, what's that?" I gave him a quick
We continued on. Although now mommy was responsible for carrying Edmund to each house lest any spiders jump out at him. He also had daddy carry his pumpkin basket so he could ring the doorbell, then would quickly take it back in time to retrieve his loot. This slowed us down a bit and the neighborhood kids nearly made it around the entire cul-de-sac before we got home. We raced home to greet them for their "trick-or-treats', then hit up two more houses. By the last house, Edmund was a pro at this candy thing. The lady attempted to give Edmund a red lollipop. Edmund took one look at it and declared "green" as he reached in the bowl. He's had one lollipop in his life and already he has preferences. When we got home we allowed Edmund one lollipop. The lollipop kept him still enough for some pictures. We told Edmund he could have one more treat before bed. He chose pretzels the bag of pretzels he got across the street. The kid is making good choices already. It's been two days since Halloween night. Edmund seems to have forgotten about the candy, but his mommy and daddy haven't.