Trick or Treat

Okay, so I know my last blog was about Jack in his Halloween costume, but I couldn't resist showing it again. He is just so darling. Plus, these are from the official day. At 5:45 pm we met the entire Carriage Park neighborhood by the monument for the start of the annual neighborhood parade. Our whole family attended, Clay and I, Jack, and of course Cosby. Cosby is not too keen on costumes so he wore a Halloween bandanna and he still didn't really like that. As a matter of fact, Jack was the only Cibula in costume...Clay and I sported orange and black instead. We paraded around the neighborhood, kids showing their costumes, and ended at the clubhouse. As usual, Jack's eyes were a mile wide...he starred at everyone in amazement except for his own family...we were old news at that point. Pizza and punch awaited us at the clubhouse, which was great, because who wants to cook on Halloween night? After filling their stomachs, the kids were gone. Jack watched intently as each one disappeared with empty bags in hand. His head turned from one side of the stroller to the next and back again. If I could only read his mind I think he would have been saying, "if I could run, crawl, scoot, anything!". And I was thinking the exact opposite, "oh no, one day Jack is going to grow up!". At that point, we decided it was time to return home to make sure the kids had someone to get candy from. Jack helped us answer the door for a few trick or treaters and then he decided it was bedtime. Cosby helped us answer the door for all of the trick of treaters. Unfortunately his greeting was not quite as welcoming as Jacks. By about...umm...the 48th visitor, Cosby finally realized his efforts were in vain and he gave up. It was even mentioned that we deserved the scariest house award and it was not because of our Halloween decorations! That didn't deter Clay from greeting the costumed kids and passing out candy. I loved listening to the door open and Clay converse with the trick or treaters throughout the night...Jack is really lucky to have such a fabulous Daddy. And with no problem at all, Jack slept Halloween night away even with ringing doorbells, a barking dog, Daddy's greetings, and trick or treaters.