Tuesday, November 05, 2013
Yes, of course, there's the biological urge, the passing on the family name, passing on your genes, the desire to share love, the hopes of birthing a future cancer-curer, and what-have-you.
But I would argue that very few things beat stuffing your progeny into costumes and accompanying them into the wide world to get free candy.
Seriously. It's just incredibly delightful. When they're little, you get to pick what they wear, and you can choose the cutest/most ridiculous things you like.
And then when they get older, they get really excited about dressing up.
"You're Superman? Hey, me too! This is terrific!"
"C'mon Superman! Let's go get some candy!"
But in fact, he was very polite.
One 20-something hipster candy giver-outer, at whose house we accidentally trick-or-treated twice, said that I was her favorite mom. "You're the Thank You Very Much Mom!"
Made me proud.