The "FOF Observations" are a series of "Perpetual Posts" where I will share with you, my readers, short little observations that I have made (or will be making) on being the father of a large family. You will be able to access each of the posts in a cohesive list by clicking on the "FOF Observations" link in the "Perpetual Posts" group on the sidebar.
'Twas the night after Halloween, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The loot bags were laid upon the dining room table with care,
In hopes that in the morning, the candy would still be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of jack-o-lanterns danced in their heads;
And mamma in her PJ's, and I getting ready for work,
It seemed like the perfect chance for me to quietly lurk,
It was roughly 2am.
I was getting ready for work while the rest of the house was quietly sleeping. As I sheepishly got myself ready, and headed through our dining room towards the kitchen (where the breakfast and lunch I prepared for the next day was awaiting their retrieval from the refrigerator), where it occurred to me that just before I went to bed the night before, I noticed a large bag (henceforth referred to as the “loot bag”) filled with every possible type of candy known to man. This "loot bag" was the booty from a night of trick-or-treating by #4 of 5 (and her friend), #5 of 5, or a combination of their combined hauls. It was at that moment that I decided that I needed deserved wanted a little early morning sugary boost. I turned to snatch a little something out of the "loot bag" when I noticed it was…
GOA (Gone upon my arrival)
UTL (Unable to be located)
MIA (Missing in action)
I made a very brief attempt at locating said "loot bag", when suddenly a strange feeling overcame me. I was overcome with a sort of weird feeling of… Disloyalty? Deception? Dishonesty? Thievery? Guilt?
So, when I could not find the "loot bag" (that my own children likely HID from me), I was sort of relieved… But, that’s when the “question” came to mind…
So, when I could not find the "loot bag" (that my own children likely HID from me), I was sort of relieved… But, that’s when the “question” came to mind…
I wonder how much of my childhood Halloween hauls were plundered by MY parents??!?!
To be completely honest, I don’t recall noticing any significant deficiencies throughout the years, so if they did indeed ransack my "loot bags", they did a good job.
I hope to follow in their footsteps!
(Now, where oh where did they hide that "loot bag"??)
I hope to follow in their footsteps!
(Now, where oh where did they hide that "loot bag"??)
