Josh’s school is having a Halloween party tonight (Thu) from 6-8pm.
Josh has his Socatots class from 4-5pm.
I’d already told his teachers a couple of weeks back that we wouldn’t be attending tonight’s party. Josh would just have to get his Halloween fix with his classmates on Friday morning when everyone will be bringing in some Halloween treats to share with the rest of the class.
Josh had actually brought up in conversation this Halloween party a number of times in the past week. He’s very excited about it. When I told him that yes, I’d be making some Halloween treats for him to bring to school for his Halloween party on Friday morning, he corrected me and said that he was actually talking about the Halloween party on Thursday night. He even told me the date – October 29.
I’d said no initially because (1) he would be tired from Socatots; (2) it would be past his bedtime by the time we’d get home from the party (even if we’d leave early); (3) it’s a school night; (4) he might not have a proper dinner with all the Halloween treats one tends to have at these parties.
But yesterday, when he was talking excitedly again about the “night” party, I didn’t have the heart to tell him that he wouldn’t be going. It is, after all, his last year at this school and he’s really looking forward to being at a proper Halloween party “at night.” So I picked up the phone and called the school to let them know that we’d be attending after all.
Josh is stoked. Super stoked.