Time moves much too quickly. In fact I planned to write this blog three days ago. Where does the time go?
I was thinking that thought on Halloween. It was a noteworthy day for our family. It was the first time I can remember no Sherrill children donned costumes and went trick-or-treating. Though our son tried to rally some friends to venture out - no one was home, and thus our streak ended. There was no rush to finish dinner, no last minute costume crisis, no sifting through sack fulls of candy to make sure it was safe, no secret stash to occasionally "visit" during the week. We had a good run, with many great costumes: clowns, 50's girls (that skirt lasted years), a hippy (wearing MY dress....also lasting years), a scientist, a tourist complete with white socks and camera, and the alien abduction costume which will go down in history as the all time best. I have photos of all these - somewhere, in a box, waiting to be organized and scrap booked.
I smiled as we were overrun on Halloween by trick-or-treaters: a two foot Yoda, Dorothy and Toto too, princesses and pumpkins. There were camera flashes as parents took pictures on our doorstep, posing their costumed kids with the inflatable Snoopy we had on our porch.
Perhaps I should have spoken to them to enjoy and savor the night. To remind them that time slips away quickly. Or at least to print and file away their pictures so they can find them if they should become nostalgic and sentimental.
I was thinking that thought on Halloween. It was a noteworthy day for our family. It was the first time I can remember no Sherrill children donned costumes and went trick-or-treating. Though our son tried to rally some friends to venture out - no one was home, and thus our streak ended. There was no rush to finish dinner, no last minute costume crisis, no sifting through sack fulls of candy to make sure it was safe, no secret stash to occasionally "visit" during the week. We had a good run, with many great costumes: clowns, 50's girls (that skirt lasted years), a hippy (wearing MY dress....also lasting years), a scientist, a tourist complete with white socks and camera, and the alien abduction costume which will go down in history as the all time best. I have photos of all these - somewhere, in a box, waiting to be organized and scrap booked.
I smiled as we were overrun on Halloween by trick-or-treaters: a two foot Yoda, Dorothy and Toto too, princesses and pumpkins. There were camera flashes as parents took pictures on our doorstep, posing their costumed kids with the inflatable Snoopy we had on our porch.
Perhaps I should have spoken to them to enjoy and savor the night. To remind them that time slips away quickly. Or at least to print and file away their pictures so they can find them if they should become nostalgic and sentimental.
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