"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" they both scream as they run from the dining room to the front door flailing their arms in the air and chanting, "It's the tricky treaters! It's the tricky treaters!"
Mommy tries to head them off at the pass, snatching up the bowl of goodies along the way, and flinging the door open just in time to hear a mass of black and silver and orange and white shout almost in unison, "TRICK OR TREAT!!!"
And I'm watching Saia's jaw drop (suddenly realizing that this is actually the first year they've been up late enough to experience this) as she stares in complete and utter astonishment at her Mommy just GIVING these complete strangers handfuls of treats -- FOR NO APPARENT REASON!!!! [gasp! the horror!]
And as the pack of sugar-infused muppets head off to hit the next house down, Saia turns to me, her eyes welling up with tears and her lower lip beginning to move into full quiver, and she asks, "But Mama, wasn't I a good tricky treater, too?"
[Yeah, we fell for it, too.]
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