Wednesday, October 29, 2008
The hubster and I endeavored to teach our kids the time-honored tradition of ding-dong ditch. We called it something else when I was a kid and though it was alliterate, it wasn't very nice. Pranking isn't part of the value system we normally teach our children, but with Halloween coming and all we were happy for the chance provided by some goblins at my daughter's school - the happiest place on earth with all due respect to Disneyland. We were BOOed, you see. It's a cool tradition even if it does smack reminiscent of chain letters.
The other night as we fought over homework, there was a frantic knock on the door, but no one visible through the peephole. JEEPERS! A mystery! Upon opening the door, we saw a sack full of candy and a note that read, "You've been BOOed! Blah blah blah. You have to BOO two other families." As we read the note, there was another knock. The thing is you are supposed to put a note on your door stating that you've been BOOed to prevent spam BOOings, but you can't do that if you are still in the act of reading the directions. More intrigue! Upon opening the door that second time, we had a pumpkin full of Tom's children's toothpaste and toothbrushes, among other stuff. How cool! Why, oh why can't we be BOOed all the time? Oh, yeah, the chain part.
The kids and I went shopping for spooky gifts to pass on. We made sweet little bundles and set out with the master of delinquency, their father. Heh heh. First house, darn! Door's open and barking dog spies the kids through the screen door. The 6 YO girl shouts her brother's non-standard name. RUN! The door answerer squinted through the dark as the kids ran to our vehicle.
On to door number 2. The kids are fighting about whether or not the gifts are placed close enough to the door and when the bell should be rung. DING DONG DOH! The door answerer through the bushes spied the 8 YO boy attempting conversation outside the driver side door to his father who urged, "Get in the car! Get in the car!" Fortunately, by house 3, we had the procedure down.
Ding-dong ditch, easy peasy lemon squeazy heavily laced with adrenaline.