Another Halloween has come to an end. The boys get more excited every new year and thankfully 'Milo can handle it. He's always done well and we've always taken him trick-or-treating. Some of the costume are a little scary for him, but he's he does OK. I see him get a little frighten, but a little excited at the same time. It's a good 'ol healthy dose without being overwhelming. But last night, for the first time, I could see the excitement wear off his face. He started to be come quiet, looking around in the darkness. Staring at people. Even the unicorn mask I wore lost it's luster to him, even though he had bee so amused by it when we left the house. When we started off, it was still a bit light, but the overcast sky brought the night on much quicker. And the area we walk literally had no street lights. It was quite a busy and long day. Both kids were pretty tired by 7:15, but 'Milo's eyes were big and on the verge of teary. I said "are you all done son?" He said "yes" in a very tiny voice. "OK, let go" I said, and home we went.
When we got to the house and it was time to go with dad, 'Milo said, "I'm gonna miss you". I said "dad is going to protect you and keep you safe just like I would". I think he was stressed so I'm glad we stopped when we did. I gave him a hug and a kiss and reminded me I would see him at his soccer game the next day. I'm glad he can enjoy the holiday like other kids...at least for a while :)
