The bucked filled with candy, it was time. Older son was by the house twice , once to get ready and then once by with his friends. He was with a group, all of them wearing basically the same costume, the main piece of which was the "Groucho Marx" glasses (dark rimmed glasses, big fake nose, and bushy mustache), the other key thing about this group is that they were singing. At the neighbor's house they sang Jingle Bells. At our house they sang BYOB by System of a Down (and did quite well, too).
Younger son spent some time trick or treating with one of his friends, then went a little bit on his own (not too far just to the end of the street and back). He rushed back in the house like someone was chasing him and then yelled to me "Trick!!"
We hung out for a few minutes sorting through his candy and then it was time to go.
Yes, there was some magic tonight, and it was definitely the good kind, the kind that we all could use more of.
I greatly treasured Halloween this year (i.e. grateful)
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