The Day After

Well, the festivities are over, and no one got sick-a bonus. I forget from year to year that I really have THE best kid to still take Trick-or-Treating. We got to the Trunk-or-Treat (which, okay, started at 5:15 this year-insane. People don’t get off work until 5:00, so it wasn’t really very working-parent oriented, and by time we got there, it was half over) and made the rounds there, went back to the house so I could charge up with coffee while waiting for Steve to get there, and during that time Sam took Owen up and down our block. From there, we went to the nursing home to get cookies and popcorn balls; it is really hard to go there, because it is SO sad, but of course that’s WHY we go. All of the residents are lined up throughout the dining hall, and they are so thrilled and excited to see all of the little munchkins parade around in their costumes, it makes the sadness dissipate for a little while. Sam is really excellent about talking to them (even when he can’t understand a word they are saying) and letting them “pet” him, though Owen was less than thrilled. There was one man who, last year, tried to grab Sam in excitement, and I noticed that Sam made a wide berth around him-but later said, “I am just sick at myself for not going to talk to that Scary Man. I feel ashamed.” Poor kid, a social conscience at age nine; it’s a good thing, of course, but also sometimes weighs heavy on a kid.

Anyway, after that, we went to two different neighborhoods, Steve took us to three houses where he knew the occupants from work or from growing up here, and it was only 7:30-Sam said, “Can we be done now?” You bet your ass! He has always been like that. He likes the candy, of course, and the whole excitement of it all, but he only likes it for a short period of time-good deal. From there, we went to Steve’s mom and dad’s to show them the boys’ costumes, and there were other family members there so we ended up staying to visit for awhile. Again, I am blessed with great kids-at 8:30, Owen said, “Go home now, I tired.” Just like that, we had “permission” to make a graceful exit, and Owen really WAS ready to go-we got home and had a late dinner of some Ramen Noodles and as predicted, both boys were sound asleep by 9:00. Lovely. Steve and I sat on the couch and talked for awhile, not about anything important, just talking, and that was nice, too. For the record, we don’t fight-never really have-and there are times when it seems as if he is working toward finding a way to get past some of his issues. Last night was one of those nights, and while I certainly don’t hold my breath and get all hopeful and “whoo whoo!” about it, I do enjoy it when we have some of those quiet moments.

So today is November 1st, and it was a beautiful start to the month. We worked more on the tree out back, and other than cutting up the limbs, I think we are finally finished trimming it. Cleaned up the yard some, did a bazillion loads of laundry, went to the grocery store, and now we are getting ready to throw together some homemade pizza. I got a good long nap in, and all in all it was just a peaceful yet busy day. I was happy that Hannah and Eli neither one did anything to warrant getting arrested last night (they were both with friends, and while I trust Hannah and Eli to not be stupid, I also know that it is sometimes easy to just go along…), and am really looking forward to setting my clock back tonight-an extra hour of sleep can’t be anything BUT good!

Happy November to everyone; this is the official beginning of the holiday season, isn’t it? And won’t THAT be something to look forward to!

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9 thoughts on “The Day After

  1. From all that, all that wonderful post about your lovely Halloween, I took away this: “I got a good long nap in…” I am so lame. Your evening really did sound great. This was the first year my youngest went off alone with his friends. He didn’t get arrested either. A good night all around.

  2. What a great post and I am so glad that you all had a nice Halloween and some quiet moments together. One of the greatest bits of grace I’ve gotten over and over is the periods of quiet understanding with others. Thank you for your strength and courage…you amaze me!G

  3. I’m so glad you guys had fun. Sam shouldn’t feel too bad for following his instincts, because we do have them for a reason. Safe is better than sorry. But it’s also good not to assume bad things about people just because they are weird. Good job to Owen for getting you back home early! šŸ™‚

  4. That’s an incredibly sweet little boy you’ve got! Seriously. If that ever came out of my 9 yr old son’s mouth I think I’d be stunned into silence. My 11 yr old and 5 yr old maybe but never my 9 yr old!

  5. I am so glad everyone had a good time! Nursing home visits are always so sad and I’m glad that you guys went to cheer them up — even the scary man!*my word verification is “resting”. Sounds like a good idea to me.

  6. Happy November Kori! I think it’s great that you took the kids to the nursing home. I’m sure you totally made the old folks’ day! I really should take the kids and do that next year–great idea!!

  7. Sam is such a wonderful young man–my heart got caught in my throat when I read that. I just want to give him giant hugs (He isn’t having a trouble with that bully this year is he(Did you get a home computer?)

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