We had a wonderful time trick or treating last night. Ada is now a pro at it. She never was quite sure what to do, sometimes she barely knocked on the door but others she banged on it with all she had. Most of the time she tried to "help" people put candy in her bucket and always inspected her goods after every door. She was a trooper. The night started out her swinging her bucket from side to side taking in all the sounds and strange creatures wondering around. Ada never thought anything was scary. Pumpkins, spiders, and ghostly creatures were eagerly pointed out and called "cute" while dancing skeletons and glowing eyeballs were looked at with her head cocked to the side as if trying to figure out the mechanics of it all. It did not take long before she was dragging her bucket on the ground to carrying it with two hands, but never once, even after several offers from both Adam and I, did she want to give up load. By the time we had gone about fifteen housed further than Adam and I had anticipated, Ada had learned that cutting through yards was a lot easier than walking on the road. She was always headed to the "next one" and consistently pointing out all the "next ones" she could see with their front porch and decorations glowing. By the time we had reached the steep driveway side, and the last leg of the neighborhood, she finally said she was going to take a break and sat down at the end of someone's driveway. After a brief conversation about the urgency of moving on and not being allowed to eat anything till we got home she was up and at it again, but this time Daddy was allowed to carry her bucket between houses. With just a few more houses to go, she completed her trick or treating journey on foot, said her last "Thank you trick or treat-er", wished everyone a "Bye Halloween" and gladly took a free ride in my arms with a blue sucker all the way home.
