Is it here?

Ethan (My Mummy), Maille (Joan of Arc), and Adam (Alfalfa) have dreamt about the 31st of October for the entire year. Visions of Skittles, Snickers and suckers have been dancing in their little heads non stop since September. And do you blame them? Isn't it every child's delight to run through their neighborhood gathering bits of sugar and sweet, anticipating that 'melt in your mouth' sensation after the treasure hunt has ended? Well, my three little munchkins ran through wind and rain to reach their trick or treating potential, and ran they did. I don't think their little legs have ever seen such conditioning.

Alfalfa came back to me, after an hour of complete bliss, with a bucket full of "caannny". My Mummy and the fearless Joan of Arc returned one half hour later with cold feet, red cheeks and smiles reaching across the valley. Their dreams had finally come true and with candy spread across the front room floor, visions of what seemed to be a never ending supply of sugar, danced in their heads.

As the evening came to a close, My Mummy held on to whatever magic was left of the night. Joan, who was completely famished, lay sound asleep, and Alfalfa I don't think, was quite sure if he'd been dreaming or not the entire evening.

Sleep tight my sweets, only 364 more days to go...