Maddie as Hermione at school for the parade through the neighborhood.
Riley as Harry, Maddie as Hermione (Crookshanks is in the bucket), me as a dementor.
Riley Potter. He refused to wear the glasses once we were done with photos. Oh, well.
We had an excellent Halloween, the only limitation being my impatience with the race home from work/race out the door frenzy. I struggle mightily with the transition from work to home each day on the best of days, and on a day when I arrive home only to have children to costume, photos to take, trick or treating to do . . . it can feel really overwhelming.
We got out the door, though, and we trick or treated for two hours. Two hours! For part of that time, we were with friends, and the kids had a blast. I got tired of answering Maddie's endless query, "Can we go to this house? Can we go to that house? What about that house?" You can go to all the houses, child!
Our neighborhood is great. Lots of people really do it up—sometimes to the point of being too scary for me—but this year M&R both had a lot of curiosity about things that in the past had been too creepy for them. They are at least as brave if not more brave than I am at this point.
They got tons of candy. I have three rules for Halloween candy:
No candy before breakfast.
You have to eat your candy at the dining room table.
Disposal: Eat the stuff you like, compost the stuff you don't, all wrappers in the trash.
Yes, they end up eating a few pieces of candy between breakfast and school and yes, they eat a lot of candy after school, but they are surprisingly good overall about self-reagulating, they enjoy the autonomy of it, and they eat quite healthfully most of the time. Plus I don't have to police anything. So we're all happy.
Here they are sorting their candy, at 5:45 a.m. on November 1:
Yes, they still get up quite early most days. We have our peace around this. On this occasion, they sorted their candy individually, then ended up combining it into one box which is now on the dining table. They ask each others' permission before eating anything out of the box. I love how cooperative they are about this and so many other things, and how they think about each other in their actions, almost all the time. Their relationship has been a source of comfort and joy for all of us. They are each others' preferred playmate; they have spats and disagreements, to be sure, but for the most part, they truly enjoy spending nearly all their time together.
Impossible, unthinkable for me not to be completely invested in these two, methinks.