Last Halloween, I was nine days post partum with an infant girl to care for. Russell had the croup and Dan was tired out- no wonder! So, this year we attempted our first Halloween trick-or-treating with a few of Russell's friends. We met up at a friends' home and enjoyed a pot-luck chili supper before heading off at 6:30pm for the 'treatin'. Dan took Camille home at that time since her bedtime is about 7pm anyway.
(He charges $5/hr... a steal!)
At first, Russell refused to go with the group to the front door and say "trick-or-treat" but after the fourth house, he realized his box wasn't going to fill up on its' own;-) As long as I held his hand, he'd at least stand at the door although he never did say the magic words. He was so happy to be out... "It's very late, isn't it Mom? It's so late! I'm never going to sleep again!" He could have kept going all night but after 1.5hrs, all of us parents were ready to call it a night.
I love you, Russell, and I'm so happy you faced your inhabitions and had a wonderful night!!