We had their little three-year old cousin with us who announced what kind of candy she got after each house. Then
What an awesome weekend so far. We went for lunch with my parents-in-law, sister-in-law and niece. Then Jack and I drove in the country to take photos. Daisy is sleeping over at her cousins. I just put the boys to bed at 10 (getting them adjusted to daylight savings right away due to my overwhelming sleep-in desire) and ran out to the store where I saw a cool decorated house we missed. I came home and got them in their coats and we drove over to see it. They LOVED the adventure of going out late, in the dark, just the three of us.
This was after a looong post-bed discussion again about death and dying and spirits and souls. Ben told me never wants to die and never wants me to die. These conversations are soo hard. I try to be vague but he thinks about it a lot. I think because his grandma has cancer and he's heard us talk. I can hardly bear to think of it. Just the thought of anyone I love dying horrifies me, it's hard to talk about without crying. I said all the proper things, circle of life and all that and managed not to tear up.
I'm a pretty philosophical person at my best. I have a healthy view of death, intelectually and theoretically anyway. Everything has it's time. BUT just the thought that they'll be grown up one day and I'll be old, and then dead, and then they'll be old... It's really too much to bear thinking about. Sorry, it's nights like this when my heart is literally bursting with love that are the hardest when they're over.
I absolutely LOVE that the clocks go back one hour tonight!!!! Small things.