Would you believe we had not one person knock on our door?
We left our house early, around 4:15, and mostly hit up the neighbours we know. Only went part-way up the back road before the kids wanted to turn around, too. Oh sure, I was tired, but I would have gone a little further. People driving home from work all smiled when they caught sight of Emma as a ladybug. Nope, she didn’t want to wear her crocodille costume last night at all.
Personally, I can’t wait to hit the clearance bins to get some cool dress-up costumes.
Later, I called in a large party pizza order, and when we went to pick it up, I walked it down three doors to where Addison was doing his MTG tournamnet. He didn’t know I was coming, so it was quite the surprise. All the guys there were glad to see us too. Ron brought our treat box and gave out treats as well. Most of the other guys there were actually his students!
Before we left, Emma was all jazzed to go, jumping up & down being hyper while I tried to put on her stuff. (coat then costume) She started to coke a little, got cleared out, then got all upset and refused to go anywhere. She said she wanted to go upstairs to bed and have num-nums. Wah! Finally I calmed her down, and said we had to go for a drive, and we were going to see Mam too. She didn’t even want to see her Mam and didn’t want any more treats either.
Finally after convincing her she could just sit there, we packed her in the van and wouldn’t you know it? By the time we got downtown she was alseep. And she stayed asleep after the pizza delivery, after bringing her into my Mom’s house, all through Addison arriving, all through his present opening (just the stuff from mom), and the cake eating.
When we drove back in our own driveway, she woke up. I was hoping she’d want to go right to bed, and she did, but about an hour later, she decided that she felt all better and wanted up. 
*sigh*
Anyway, Addison’s haul included the new Weird Al CD, Computer Gaming magazine, a kite, a license plate with his name on it, and Risk II for the computer.
He was impressed and happy, so now we gear up for another b-day today.
Heh, I was expecting Stella (my wife) to come home. The doorbell rings, so I run down with my 11 month old in my arms and my 2 year old banging down the stairs behind me.
Here in England Halloween is not really very celebrated, so when I threw open the door to 3 costumed trick or treaters, I was slightly shocked, which of course shocked the poor girls, and we were standing there in a weird silence.
Anyway, they muttered a feeble “trick or treat” and I muttered something about not having anything… I really just wanted to close the door before Annie (2) got to the bottom of the stairs and got scared. Afterwards I got something ready just incase any other trick or treaters showed up, but none did.