The Day After

Yes, November first is one of those days that I just know is going to start off lousy. I'm not a habitual pessimist but the deck gets stacked the night before.

My children stay up later than usual, they consume their body weight in sugar and they get a bunch of exercise running from house to house right before they are supposed to go to bed. They become so wound up that you can take their pulse by looking at their neck from across the room. This year, because daylight savings time was still in effect, it didn't get dark until after 6:00pm which just compounded the whole problem.

The kids had a blast and Olivia chose trick or treating as an excuse to meet EVERY SINGLE NEIGHBOUR. She wanted to know if they had children or pets. What was their name? Were their treats store bought or homemade because Mummy was going to throw out the homemade stuff because there are bad people. Not YOU but other, scary people....

She was exceedingly chatty but she did remember to thank everyone.

Dylan was dressed as a biker but some people thought he might be a pirate which irritated him to no end. He started off the evening in a leather do-rag (the probable source of confusion) and ended it in one of my helmets. Problem solved. Before we made the switch, he came away from one house and said,

"My leather jacket has Harley Davidson right on the front. I am wearing leather gloves. I have on a Harley shirt. Mum, what pirate wore this stuff?" My son hasn't yet learned to let this kind of thing roll off his back. He's a bit tightly wound.

So, we finished up at around 8:00pm. After baths, teeth brushing, etc., they crawled into bed around 9:00. Olivia woke this morning around 6:00, had herself a peanut butter cup and spent the next 30 minutes on the toilet as the chocolate from last night shot out of her body. We had tears before 6:15 am, which might be a new record for her.

Dylan was still in a carbohydrate coma when I tried to wake him this morning. When he finally did become coherent, the first words out of his lips were about how the do-rag spoiled his whole costume. Yep...incredibly easy going, that one.

This was taken in the morning in the car. They were allowed to wear their costumes to school.

With carpool buddies.

Princess before going out last night.