Quiet

This Halloween is quiet.  Alex is at the age where he really doesn't have an interest in trick-or-treating.  But in years past...Halloween was a crazy night.  It consisted of getting home and eating and getting homework done and the whole ordeal of dressing up, taking photos to document it all and then bundling up and trudging up and down the street begging for candy.  The part that was always the most fun, was once we got home and relaxed and started handing out our own candy.  Oh and the candy....and the resulting bursts of sugar powered energy and the inevitable meltdown's that came with the crash.  Fun times....  But as I sit here quietly this year...part of me misses it.  I don't get any trick-or-treaters where I live now, so the night has become uneventful.

This year I an hunkered down after weeks of being (what seemed like) constantly in motion.   Had I not dealt with the costume and candy craziness at work, I might not even realize it was Halloween. It seems like just another night.   Tonight I am feeling a little like this tired little bunny....my first baby on her first Halloween.

Somewhere there are little Elsa's and superheroes trudging about bundled up with their plastic jackolanterns filled to the brim with goodies.  There are moms and dads proudly, yet tiredly, walking them to each door making sure they don't trip on part of their costume, urging them to say "trick-or-treat" and "thank you".  Somewhere doorbells are ringing just as soon as you sit back down, but tonight for us, all is quiet.  And though part of me misses all that, there is another part that welcomes the peace.

The world is quiet here.” 

~ Lemony Snicket