Halloween

We bought Fulton a Elmo costume.  He loves Elmo, but the costume? Not so much.  He cried and cried when we tried to get him to wear it. I had a backup plan.  He would wear his winter coat (it's camouflage) and one of Bill's hunting hats and be a hunter. 

As it approached trick or treating, he wanted nothing to do with being a hunter or the Elmo costume.  However, he was intrigued that kids would be coming over to get candy.  "Kids where are you?"  He kept saying as he stood on the chair and looked out the window.  Finally, the first trick or treaters arrived.  As Fulton saw the neighborhood full of kids, I asked him if he wanted to go.  "Shoes” he called.  "Hunter or Elmo?,"  I asked.  Hunter it was. 

Once we got outside and started going door to door it was like MAGIC for mom.  

Fulton, seeing your face and experiencing this, your first real trick or treat, with you …it was amazing.  It was also nice for me and you to have this special time together just us.  (I have to spend a lot of time feeding John Paul these days, something you don't like so much). 

The greatest part of being a parent, of being YOUR parent, is getting to relive the adventures of youth...to experience the magic and joy and newness again. Only this time I get to be with you!