At this very moment, we are (im)patiently waiting in our household. It just so happens to be T minus 10 minutes until our community’s Halloween trick-or-treating.
Fox is four this year and now fully grasps the concept of this holiday equating to a butt load of chocolate and candy and all the other vices that make up a small child’s biggest aspirations in life. I had to remind him this morning about Halloween etiquette after he demonstrated his trick-or-treat tactic to me, which involved him mimicking his entire hand reaching toward the bottom of a candy bowl and picking up a fistful of candy “like a crane.” I get that strong urge to covet candy, kid, but let’s not let on to the neighbors that we’re raising a greedy little sugar urchin, ok? Help us save face here, and stick to one piece.