Fall in Ontario must be one of the most bittersweet seasons. We get these glorious, sun-filled, colour-splashed days that make you wonder why on earth you'd want to live elsewhere.
Then we get the inestimable pleasure of watching our kids gather up all the loot on Hallowe'en. This was Gabe's first such evening when he was aware of what was going on -- kind of.
A little nervous at first ("Hug Dada") he rapidly accommodated himself to the unique experience of near strangers and close friends oohing and cooing AND giving him stuff.
Mostly, he could care less about the stuff but the attention was great. Although, he did really like that bag of chips he got from one of our neighbours.
Next year will be another great experience as Gabriel will be three, his little brother (God willin' and the river don't rise) will be nine months old so Gabriel can begin to show him the ropes as any older brother would do.
Tricks and treats.