last night we had over some buddies for halloween which is our first real social tradition of the richardson house. that and maybe the menu, chili & grilled cheese.. with the assorted crackers/chips and salsa and hummus dip.
we chilled out on the front porch chatting while the little kids came through with their costumes. there most definitely was a run on ninja/samurai and pirate outfits. we hoped to see a collision of ninjas versus pirates before the night ended. that could make a good movie..
our favorite scare was the "demon." we were having a nice chat with a little girl when some teen kid comes crawling up on all fours in a total black outfit. spooked us.. he didn't have a bag, so in asking the demon about where to put candy he said he just had to eat it between houses.. that can't be good.
the craziness of the evening happened when we noticed the police helicopter flying around the neighborhood. then noticed the kids had disappeared.. "should we head inside?" then police driving down the streets. the helicopter lights even went down our street, that's a first. one of the neighbors stopped a cop to get the 411. apparently a little boy got lost & they were looking for him. probably not our classy act was making some jokes that sounded kinda like "oh yeah, he's in here eating our food." cops and helicopter went away about 30 minutes later & with no news reports today, i assume all is well.
the trick or treaters thinned out and the neighborhood started to fall asleep. lights turning off, neighbors packing up the hayride and decorations. we called it a night sometime afterwards, fun food, good conversations, laughs, and some handfuls of candy to boot. good times
