My little guy is 3 1/2 years old and this is the first Halloween that he's really starting to comprehend. Today we decorated and he got SO excited! The skeleton we hung on the door was "cweepy!" He loves the fiber optic black cat we have and was amazed by our cauldron that has a blazing fake fire in it. "Cool! Amazing!" are his favorite words to say when he is impressed with something, and he said them alot today. (He also says them everytime we go to Home Depot. "Oh, new fans! Amazing!!!") But the funniest thing is that for the past 3 days, he has been going on and on about "Trick-or-Treat time". He wants it NOW! I keep telling him that it's not time yet, but it will be very soon. He doesn't get it. He wants to trick-or-treat right now, dammit! I feel kind of bad for him. I'm feeling his pain (hahaha)...I know when you're that little it is SO hard to have to wait for things. But at the same time, I'm having a blast seeing him so into a holiday for the first time. I mean, REALLY into it. It's so fun to watch his face light up with "amazement" at all the cweepy and scary stuff. He thinks it's all so cool and fun. And it is.
I am seriously dreading Christmas though. You know how the stores start decorating even before Thanksgiving. Hell, they do it right after Halloween. Yeah, take down the grim reaper and throw up Santa! Geesh!! Well, I have a feeling that my little squirt is going to go bonkers over Christmas this year...and I'll be dealing with it for almost 2 months! I've already decided we won't be able to put any presents under the tree, for anybody, until Christmas Eve because the Squirt WILL open them. I can already hear the daily questions..."Is it Christmas yet?" "Presents now?" "I want to see Santa Claus" "Is it Christmas yet?" "Is it Christmas yet?" "Is it Christmas yet?"....Ohhhhh......it's going to be especially fun this year, but at the same time, expecially trying!
Oh, while I'm talking about the Squirt, I have to say what he made me the other day. I got him these strawberry chiller things and yesterday morning he wanted one. Ok, sure. Fine. Here ya go. I hear him go into the fridge a few minutes later, but didn't really pay any attention to what he was doing. Next thing I know, he brings me his strawberry chiller in it's cup, but it looked a little soupy. He said, "A present for you!".
"Oh, thanks, sweetheart! What is it?"
"stwaberries and milk and hot sauce!", he said proudly.
"Oh, thanks, but Mommy's really not very hungry right now. I just had a bagel."
"Just one sip! A present for you! I made it!"
"Okay, just a tiny sip." I put it to my lips and faked the sip. I had to. I couldn't bring myself to put that concoction into my mouth. I told him to put it in the fridge and I'd eat it all up later.
When he took a nap later, I seized the opportunity to pour it down the drain!
He never mentioned it again. Whew!!! That was a close one.