Finally the big day arrived. it rained really hard all day – tradition of course – but miraculously the sky cleared and it was almost warm just in time for all the tricks and treats. Fiona watched me poor the candy into the bowl for our trick-or-treaters…her eyes wide. How does she know this? She has never had candy before, yet she knew she would like it. She kept pointing at it and saying, “yes momma. nona have. mmmmmmmmm. oh boy!” I gave in and gave her a piece of chocolate:
I’d say that by the way her eyes are half rolled into her head that she likes it. Now I had to convince her that we needed to leave the house, which made NO sense to her at all with all this candy here, why would we leave? But before we went we got a nice picture with the pumpkins:
Fiona completely embraced this new holiday. She walked almost the entire way around the neighborhood holding our hands. She knocked on the doors loudly – and though we were the only ones that understood her she said, “trick-or-treat” as soon as the door opened. AND THEN she grabbed a huge handful of candy. We would tell her no – only one -but everyone thought it was so cute to see this little baby grabbing candy they encouraged her for more. As soon as the door would close she would look at us, sign for “more”, say “more more, more mommy, house” and point to the next house which she would happily walk to. We were amazed. After the tnt’ing was over our neighbors invited us to their house for some warm yummy soup and drinks with the rest of the hood. It was a great way to end the evening. Fiona was still in her holiday spirit and danced and played LATE into the night:
The next day I let her have another piece of candy – but soon realized we have broken the seal. As we were grocery shopping she spied some candy in the isle and screamed for me to give it to her. aaaah yes, good times ahead!
