Day 36: Halloween

Halloween happened and Rex seemed to enjoy it. No need to leave out the candy bowl and shut off the lights. Rex was handing out candy until the very end. While Colette and Asia trick-or-treated (Asia was a rock star), Rex and I manned our house. As kids came to the door, I held Rex while he dropped one piece of candy into each person's receptacle. He wasn't affected by any of the costumes, not the werewolf, not the skeleton, not even the Teletubby.

At one point I smelled something sour and realized Rex needed his diaper changed. I put him on the rug in the downstairs bathroom, and tried to finish the job before the door bell rang. Then the door bell rang. I quickly wiped him clean, but the door bell rang a second time. "Sure, I can do this quickly, no problem," I thought. Up to that point the biggest group of visitors was three, which didn't take very long. I was confident I could make the deposits and be back with Rex in no time.

I asked him to stay there, then I grabbed the candy bowl and ran to the front door. Whoa, ten kids. I went as fast as I could, dropping candy into each bag, slightly acknowledging each one's "Trick-or-Treat" greeting or thank you, when all of a sudden Rex trotted to the door, no diaper, no pants. It's a good thing his shirt hung extra low or the neighborhood would be talking about our boy's "questionable" costume or saying things like, "So that's what it's like in the Philippines." Oh, and by the way, if you got candy from our home, and you find melted chocolate on it, it's probably not melted chocolate.