I have to say our first Halloween was a sweet success. We took the boys out trick or treating in their little red wagon, dressed on a mission for treats. The first house we went to just had a bowl of candy by the door but it was enough for Aden to discover his first love, KitKat. He had managed to eat most of the bar through the paper by the time we got out of the driveway. Good thing we were not far from the house because I had to send Daddy back for wet wipes. The second house answered the door and we were ready with basket in hand. Aron had been holding on to his KitKat like it was a wad of $100 but soon realized he didn't have to protect his chocolate as he was given a handful of candy. His little eyes lit up and his mouth dropped open like he had just been given a gift from God. From that point on we were on the hunt to fill our bags. By the fourth house we were pushing the door bell and holding out our bag. It was at this house that I opened a Tootsie pop for them and Aden was now in a love triangle with Kat and Tootsie. Who to choose? They sucked on those pops for the rest of the street and Aden had made it down to the chewy center by the time we were home. A bath was required after all the sweet sugar dripped down our hands. Aron was insisting that he continue eating his pop in the tub. We tried to wait it out but he stuck with it until I had to pry it out of his hands. Whoever coined the phrase "its like taking candy from a baby" obviously didn't have kids because Aron put up a good fight. Now as I write enjoying the bounty of chocolate my little skeletons gathered for me, I am listening to them bounce off the rails of their cribs giggling, talking about their score.
