Monday, November 1, 2010

Schprid and Trunk-or-Treating

At first, she was traumatized. People were milling around the parking lot, in strange outfits, and she had to walk away from Mommy. (I stayed at the car to give out candy.) Daddy took her by the hand and led her to the first car. When she got there, Daddy instructed her on the protocol.

"You say trick-or-treat," he told her, "And hold up your bucket..." he helped her to hold her bucket out. And then... she got something in the bucket! All of a sudden, this was a fun game. They made their way to the next car, where she held out her bucket without prompting. She got something else in her bucket! What fun! She didn't even know what she was getting at that point, it was just fun to collect things!

They went to several cars, getting new things at each one. Then came the tricky one. She held out her bucket at the car, but instead of putting something in it, the person there just put a large cauldron down so she could reach in and grab her own prize. She couldn't see all the way down to the candy, but that's okay. She had this gig figured out. She reached down in, fished around, and pulled out... something! Woohoo! At that point, she hadn't quite figured out that she then needed to put it in her bucket, but Daddy was able to help with that.

When they were done, her little bucket was half-full of candy. She came back to sit at the car with Mommy and enjoy the fruits of her labors. Twizzlers! Oh, boy, this trick-or-treating stuff is cool, guys. Can we do this every night?

"Of course, little one, just as soon as we get Disneyland set up in your bedroom, we'll go trick-or-treating every night."

1 comment:

Lynn said...

I'd love to see a picture of her n her costume.

wv: inger--Ingrid's name as said by her baby sister.