It was a warm but drizzly Halloween night. The kids were dressed in their costumes and umbrellas were in tow.
The big kids were having a great time, but occasionally Landon would trip over his own feet, fall on the wet grass, and his candy would spill out. We got to the farthest point in the neighborhood, and then he would just get frustrated and lay down in the middle of someones walkway to their front door- upset that Leah and Drew were getting ahead of him, and he couldn't keep up. After repeatedly asking the kids to wait for him, they forgot, and he had had enough, and so did I. Thankfully I was walking around with my neighbor, so she finished taking the 3 older kids trick or treating while I carried Landon all the way home, screaming and crying, wet, and windy. My umbrella flipped inside out and broke from the wind, and so I had to carry him, the broken umbrella, his candy bucket, and his hat. Keep in mind I don't work out, and to say I love carrying a 33lb kid for 10 minutes while juggling an armful of crap might be a bit of an overstatement. When I tried to put him down to walk the rest of the way, he pulled back trying to turn around to go back with the big kids. So, here I was again stuck carrying the little guy home. He's 3 ( almost 4), and he just tired out on a walk around the neighborhood the day before-- why had I not thought to bring a stroller??? I finally made it home, I ended up carrying him straight upstairs, pajamas on, got him a snack and he stayed up there until he could calm down. My biceps and whatever else are still shaking-- ha! Thankfully he calmed down and was able to help me pass out candy to a few of the last trick-or-treaters that stopped by. Drew and Leah came home a bit later, and they had fun, but for me I'd say it was a bit of a bust... here's for hoping Trick or Treat will go better next year!
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