The Halloween Scene

It's 9pm on all hallows eve...the kids are in varying stages of their sugar highs.  The tween is passed out in the reclining chair, the puppy is passed out in the papasaan .  The toddler is spinning in a circle singing, and the first-grader is already heading to bed (heard mumbling...I'm the only smart one in the whole family!) The "has been sick for a million years" boy is happily enjoying a tummy full of candy...not acid and mom and dad are facebooking and blogging the adventures of the night. All in all the perfect end to a fun night.

We live in what one could call an All American neighborhood.  You know the kind you imagine when you think about a midwestern "perfect" place.  Tonight we joined the masses of witches, gobblins, princesses and ghosts and trick or treated our way down Baker Street.  Moms and dad's pushing strollers with the littlest trick or treaters, dogs greeting each other on darkened corners, your favorite old couple dolling out ziplocks full of treats and telling your kids ( who are trying to be scary )that they still look like the same sweet boys they saw last year.  It's one of those feel good nights.  A night you can forget about  H1N1 , the financial crisis,  and making it through the winter.  Instead the quest is simple...see how many friends you can greet and how many snickers you can secretly consume.  And if I rate my night by those standards, it was definitely a winner.