This was Ben’s first real Halloween with us.
Yes, he was with us last Halloween, but we were moving to Pensacola on November 1, and we were just a teensy bit busy getting out of our house on Halloween night. I bought some candy to give the kids and we called it good.
So this year was his first real Halloween. We explained the tradition of trick-or-treat to him, with a careful emphasis on all the candy he would be getting. 🙂 I took him to Target to look at costumes and he quickly chose a Spiderman costume.
The girls were busy with so many other things that they didn’t give much thought to choosing a costume. A day or two before Halloween, Abby and I remembered that Ben’s foster mom had sent hanboks, traditional Korean outfits, to them in a care package last year. The girls decided to wear those and be “Korean princesses.”
Wanting Ben to get as many chances to enjoy Halloween as possible, I took him to the special story time at the library.
Some friends invited us to a trunk-or-treat at their church the night before Halloween, so I (sort of reluctantly) agreed to take them to that. It turned out to be HUGE and pretty fun.
On Halloween night, it was decided that Wayne would stay home and hand out candy while I took the kids around the neighborhood. It was actually fun being out and seeing all the neighbors – the ones we never see because people aren’t normally out interacting with each other! I wish we had more holidays where neighbors got together.
A few houses had scary stuff on their porches. One family had people dressed up in scary costumes sitting by the bowl of candy. The kids stood there forever, trying to decide if they were brave enough to walk up to the people in order to get the candy. I think their friend, who was trick-or-treating with us, finally did it, but my kids did not. A couple of houses further down, there was a fake person – scarecrow-type figure – on a porch. Ben yelled, “I can do it!” and ran straight up to it and said, “Trick or treat!!” We burst out laughing because we knew it was fake and he turned around and burst into tears! He was being so brave and we laughed. Poor guy. It took him awhile to stop crying, even though I held him, and I almost thought that was going to be it. But the thought of candy-to-be-had must have spurred him on, because he got it together and carried on. 🙂
But his little legs wore out before the girls’ did, so we stopped by the house and dropped him off with Daddy. I took the girls on a bit longer, until we were all quite tired. It was a fun night, and now they all have enormous bags of candy.
(Enormous bags of candy that call to me all day long, darn it.)
Oh. And this is just a bonus for y’all.