DingDongDingDongDingDongDingDong......

Last night was Halloween. (well Duh.)
We took the kids to a friends house, so all the kids could go trick or treating together. As I watched my 3 year old running up the street on the heels of his little friend, I came to the realization, that I need to get that boy out more. He was entirely too excited to be there. He was dressed up in a lion costume and practically flying from house to house, feet barely touching the ground, he would whiz past all the other kids so he could get to the door first. Then he would ring the doorbell 12 times, then knock 14 times. Then after he got his treat he would come barreling down the driveway holding up his bag of candy to show me. Then right back to flying down the sidewalk on the heels of his friend. We would tell him to slow down a little, quit running, stop pushing to the front, be patient, quit attacking the doorbell, stop yelling. We may as well have been talking to a rock. He ran, he pushed past people, he impatiently attacked door bells while yelling. I was afraid the other parents with us were secretly thinking that our "little lion" was really a feral cat.
But in the end, he got to dress up, get a bunch of candy, play with other kids his age and thats what really counts. It truly was cute to watch them all interacting with one another and talking to each other as only three year olds can. It was a Happy Halloween. ;)