Gushing

When it comes to complaining about kids, I'm often the first one in line, pushing and shoving my way up there if need be.

For a refreshing change of pace, I'm going to give equal air time to the opposing view: namely, that my kids are incredible.

Trick or treating last night was so.much.fun. They looked adorable, for starters. And they were so enthusiastic about trick or treating that I couldn't help but grin the whole time. As they walked up to each house, they shouted "Trick or Treat!" -- before anyone even opened the door. They said "Happy Halloween!" to everyone they saw, and they even remembered to say "Thank you" most of the time.

At one point, Sean gazed at the clear evening sky, said "Look! Stars!" and proceeded to sing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star". As Allie joined him, I felt my heart swellling, with, and I know it's a terrible cliche, but, well, pride. I don't know how someone as generally morose and quiet as I am managed to have such friendly, happy, outgoing, sweet kids.

I am so, so lucky.