I have to agree with a friend here in Toledo who argued that it is fall and not Christmas that is "The most wonderful time of the year". Today I welcomed fall with outstretched arms. Is there anything better than the smells? and the feel of it? or the colors? or the crunch of leaves? or that crisp cool air? I am so so so happy.
One of our favorite fall/Halloween traditions is perusing the decoration aisles at Walmart/Target/Meijer. Last year Zeb would shudder and tear up almost instantly at the site of anything Halloween. This year he has embraced and loved almost all of it. This evening on our family home evening activity we discovered the part he has yet to appreciate.
I know, I know. We are terrible, rotten, very bad, no-good parents. Sometimes it's just too hard to resist. Zeb's faces were priceless. And please note the fuzzy baby rat in hand. He asked for it in the Halloween aisle and immediately began to shower it with hugs and kisses?! No prompting whatsoever from us. He also demanded to hold it the rest of our shopping trip.
Oh, and to all of you parents out there- don't act like you've never done anything like this to your kids. (Or allowed an uncle or aunt to do it). I think it's just a natural part of parenting.