I missed it. How could I? Their first time really getting into the whole Fall Frenzy, Trick or Treating, (or whatever you call it).
Call it Mommy guilt. Is it just me or does it consume us?
Let me back up....
My Uncle Tim (my Mom's brother) passed away suddenly a couple weeks ago. A memorial was set up for him where he lived in Florida. I really wanted to go, but there was no way! Dan had classes, all flights were super expensive (and at least 1 layover). That is one of the downsides of living where we do, no easy flights. I grew up close to DTW, so I am used to the ease of flights :)
God worked it out! I drove the boys to Missouri to spend time with gracious friends and family. They shared the boys and the boys had a blast!!! I was able to get a cheap, direct flight from there. The memorial was Saturday, 10/30.
While I was gone, I had the Mommy guilt. I was feeling bad that the boys were missing out on the fall fun back home. They didn't have their parents with them. They carefully picked their own costumes this year and have been so excited to wear them. I forced them not to spend the day with their Dad since I took them out of town. I missed going around with them! They missed other church festivals, our neighborhood, a bonfire, etc. I missed getting pictures of their faces, their candy high, their excitement. Their age is so perfect for all those things!
I know they still got to dress up. They still had fun. They got to visit Grandpa's work (where Easton won best costume!), bouncy house, trunk or treat, and WAY WAY WAY too much candy. I know they had fun!
So, is my guilt because I missed out then??
Here are some pictures I took before I left town
Quinton as Rex the Storm Trooper
Dalton the ART Stormtrooper