Frances has so much energy lately — even more than usual, which is quite a lot — and we’re really looking forward to going out trick-or-treating tonight.
Ordinarily, over many years, we’ve gone to a party, which was great fun, and the evening usually would end with me taking Frances door-to-door by ourselves, away from the others. (At last year’s party, we didn’t separate from others, and she did so well running alongside other kids her age.)
This year, it will be just her and myself.
We haven’t gone around our own neighbourhood in years, and it will be a nice change. Pink Cup Dad will be staying home and handing out candy.
In anticipation last week, Frances and I actually planned our route: she drew maps, and we selected starting and end points.
Yesterday, we happily carved the pumpkin. This is usually the province of Pink Cup Dad, but I wanted to take a turn this year. (I was going for a traditional face for my first ever jack-o-lantern.)
I think we’re ready!