I may or may not have left (and completely forgot about) one of my children on this train while I attended to a fussy little sister. Okay. Okay. I definitely did! Thankfully a kind stranger unstrapped said child and reunited us. No permanent psychological damage done...or at least I hope not:)
Want to know what was truly terrifying though?! All the revolving doors. Seriously about 50% of the stores had revolving doors - which left me and stroller clad Hannah outside - while the "big kids" went through the revolving doors by themselves. Two children that didn't exactly know how to work these doors. Children that were so focused on the CANDY that they paid no attention to the whereabouts or well being of anyone else! Excited, rushing costumed children plowing through revolving doors! Terrifying I tell you. I was certain that one or both of them was going to fall down inside the door or get wedged between the door and the frame.
But miracle of all miracles, they survived without any mishaps! In the end it was the stairs that claimed Charlotte as their victim. As in she paid no attention to the two steps in the side walk and instead fell down them, landing solidly on her forehead. My poor accident prone child.
Do you know difficult it is to push an umbrella stroller across railroad tracks while carrying a crying three year old? I'll give you a hint: it ain't easy.
We got so much candy (and had so much fun!) that I feel like we already had Halloween. I am tempted to call it done for the year. Just skip all the hoopla on Thursday. I mean we already did it, right?! I think I could pull this kind of wool over the eyes of my girls and get away with it. But a certain first grader I know is too smart for my lazy mom antics. So we will be back at it on Thursday. Minus the revolving doors of course:)