Well, boos and ghouls, tomorrow is officially Halloween, and, according to our glorious weather pattern, possibly also the first day of winter. I kid, of course, but thanks to the outskirts of what was hurricane Sandy (now more affectionately referred to as 'Super Storm'), we're going to be coated with clouds and cold rain. Not exactly the most ideal situation in which to be wrangling three kids through neighborhood streets for Tricks or Treats. So, I think our back-up plan might be in order.
The kids' school has what's called a 'Trunk-or-Treat' in the parking lot. Basically, for those who don't know what these are, it's a ring of vehicles manned by people who serve treats right from their trunks. Ya know, like tire irons, empty bottles, oily tarps, and Mafia victims. It's wonderful and the kids just love it! Okay, I'm kidding. They doll out candy and the like and make it a safer alternative for kids who might not be able to wander the streets due to either weather or because there are some freaky folks out there. However you look at it, Trunk-or-Treat is a lot of fun and -at least last year- the kids got twice as much candy doing that as they did wandering around and we hit a large chunk of a big neighborhood. I know what I'd rather do. Besides, they have games, donuts and coffee, and the herd gets shuffled through far more quickly and we're home in half the time. It's a win-win!
But then we get to hear about it: "But DAD! We want to walk around! We don't CARE how cold and wet it is! We're NOT gonna get sick! You're STUPID!" Ugh... I can't wait for that conversation. It's not like they don't get to wear their costumes and look cool for all their friends (many of which will actually be at the Trunk-or-Treat, anyway). Besides, I'm getting too old to meander around in the freezing wind and rain. Not that the weather bothers me so much, it's just the whining voices coming from the kids who will get three houses in to the night and beg to go to Trunk. I know how this works.
So, I think we're going to do this the easy way. Candy is candy no matter how you beg for it. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
The kids' school has what's called a 'Trunk-or-Treat' in the parking lot. Basically, for those who don't know what these are, it's a ring of vehicles manned by people who serve treats right from their trunks. Ya know, like tire irons, empty bottles, oily tarps, and Mafia victims. It's wonderful and the kids just love it! Okay, I'm kidding. They doll out candy and the like and make it a safer alternative for kids who might not be able to wander the streets due to either weather or because there are some freaky folks out there. However you look at it, Trunk-or-Treat is a lot of fun and -at least last year- the kids got twice as much candy doing that as they did wandering around and we hit a large chunk of a big neighborhood. I know what I'd rather do. Besides, they have games, donuts and coffee, and the herd gets shuffled through far more quickly and we're home in half the time. It's a win-win!
But then we get to hear about it: "But DAD! We want to walk around! We don't CARE how cold and wet it is! We're NOT gonna get sick! You're STUPID!" Ugh... I can't wait for that conversation. It's not like they don't get to wear their costumes and look cool for all their friends (many of which will actually be at the Trunk-or-Treat, anyway). Besides, I'm getting too old to meander around in the freezing wind and rain. Not that the weather bothers me so much, it's just the whining voices coming from the kids who will get three houses in to the night and beg to go to Trunk. I know how this works.
So, I think we're going to do this the easy way. Candy is candy no matter how you beg for it. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
