when john arrived home from work, katherine and i were waiting. we had decided not to take her trick-or-treating downtown... as it would be too crowded, and she was not really into crowds. we had already chosen to just take her to several friends' and familys' homes,
it was getting dark, and katherine was getting tired and hungry.
"katherine, don't you think we should go see mosses first?" i asked her.
a big smile came across her face:)
and she nodded.
i knew why;) ...
everytime we visited "mosses" (that is what katherine dubbed both mrs. and mr. moss, respectively), mrs. moss popped katherine popcorn, poured her a little wooden bowl of bugles, and prepared her a diet coke in her dinosaur sippy cup (which they had at their house for her).
"junk-food-junkie katherine" at 3 minced no words about the fact that mosses was "the BEST cook"!
when we arrived, both "mosses" came grinning ear-to-ear to greet us at the door. john was behind me holding our exhausted angel. they welcomed us into their home.
mr. moss told john he'd waited for us to get there to drink his evening toddy and asked john to join him.
after making over katherine in her angel costume, mrs. moss went into the kitchen. i followed. she placed a bag of popcorn in the microwave and poured mr. moss and john bowls of chex mix and katherine a bowl of bugles while i put ice in two highball glasses and a sippy cup.
after thanking mrs. moss for her bugles and coke, katherine did what katherine always did... she put a bugle on each finger and started eating them one at a time.
it was that halloween with our little katherine donning wings and a halo that mr. moss started referring to katherine as his "angel"...
a term of endearment she never outgrew.
(to be continued...)
love and blessings,
ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)