It's that time of year, again. Time to going booing. For those of you who don't know, it's a Halloween tradition. Basically, you put together containers of treats and terrorize your neighbors. You go out after dark, ring their doorbells, leave the treats, and run. The idea is not to get caught.
My kids and I have done this for about five years. Every year, it's a new adventure. Last year, we were lucky not to get picked up by the policeman who was patrolling the neighborhood. It was a close call!
This year's adventure involved the weather. It was raining.
"Bubba," I said. "Let's take the car. I don't feel like getting wet."
My son shook his head. "We can't take the car. They'll see us."
"But it's dark," I said. "They're not going to know who it is!"
He disagreed. "I'm sure they'll be able to track down the license plates."
After a long discussion, I finally agreed to go booing on foot. I, of course, had an umbrella, because I am such a wise Mama. The boy refused to take an umbrella, because umbrellas can be spotted easily.
We accomplished the mission, barely escaping detection by the residents of the first house we visited. When we returned to our home, I looked at my boy. He was drenched.
"Was it worth it?" I asked.
He gave me a big grin. "That was the best booing ever!"