Now that we're too old to Trick-or-Treat, we'll be home next Wednesday handing out candy which is not as fun as Trick-or-Treating. No one ever said it was, but this was a realization we had last year.
Last year--our first year to have a house to give candy out of-- it involved a lot of...
Colonel Mustard: "BARK BARK BARK!" (HACKLES UP...looking really scary though the glass door)
Bean: "I'm gonna grab the candy! David---grab the DOG!"
David: "I'm trying!"
Bean: "He's GONNA SCARE THE KIDS AWAY!"
(cue babies crying and kids running away...not really)
Bean: "Happy Halloween!!! What are you supposed to be? It's okay, eh heh... he's a nice doggy...(under breath--David--get the dog BACK)."
He really is a nice doggy by the way-not mean. He likes his butt scratched and he wears shower caps. What's not to love?
Did that Halloween-last-year-reenactment come out as stressful as it felt? Because it was stressful. You can't watch a movie b/c the doorbell keeps ringing, you can't keep the dog calm because the doorbell keeps ringing, you don't know how much candy to give out b/c you don't know how many kids are gonna come (or teenagers, if you were me when I was 15). And then you turn out the lights when the candy is gone. That's the rule, right? I think not everyone knows that rule. We got some ding-dongers after the lights went out...like 10:30pm...NOT COOL.WE ARE OLD AND IN BED AT 10:30.
But since it's the Friday before, we are going out. We're dressing up. And hitting one of the best Columbia bars. The Whig. Tonight is Whig-o-Ween, and I'm super excited (wish it had something to do with the former-band, Ween).
What are we dressing up as you might ask?
That's right, we're going to be The Tooth Fairy and a Tooth. Thank you Pinterest. (and thank you David)
But I have an amazing husband who doesn't mind being a TOOTH for Halloween! Yes! Success! Pictures to come. Stay tuned.