Saturday, October 31
Treated and Tricked
Monday we called our landlord and told him our fridge was dying again.
Thursday he called to say that we would be delivered a new fridge on Saturday, because he wanted "to take care of you guys."
We didn't hear that Columbus celebrates Halloween on Thursdays when the 31st falls on the weekend, until Thursday around 6. Zach was knee-deep in homework, so we didn't go. We figured we could just go to the Trunk-or-Treat at the ward party the next day, and that would have to do.
The next night the girls didn't quite understand what they were supposed to do- so we worked on saying Trick-or-Treat, thank you, and polishing their bag-holding technique. After about fifteen minutes they were done, and on the way home Mia said from the backseat, "that wasn't very fun." Anyone from the ward reading this- don't worry, the activity was very fun. We just talked up the Trunk-or-Treat way too much.
The next day we waited for our fridge to be delivered. While we waited I read a comment on my Facebook page- Westerville still believes in Halloween on Saturday! We can go Trick-or-Treating after all!
At 2:30 the appliance truck rolled up. We joked about how it would be a used fridge that was smaller. They rolled it in. Looooove at first sight. Huge, shiny and white with an ice dispenser in the door. A DIGITAL ice dispenser! On a side-by-side vertical door! My favorite! Zach and I joked- "wow, he really is trying to take care of us." We were planning on dropping off our rent check while we were across town for our friends' party. I wrote a thank you note that started with "John! Are you kidding me?! This is the best refrigerator we've ever seen!" All our food fit with plenty of room to spare! Zach went to Lowe's to get the parts to hook up the water hose, while I played with the digital controls in awe, thinking maybe the kids would start drinking more water now!
While we were at the party John the landlord called. The company delivered us the wrong fridge. Ours was supposed to be tan. Hmmm.
After the party our cell phone battery died. Hope John didn't mean tonight when he said he'd call us when he found out what he was going to do. We went to dinner.
And then we went Trick-or-Treating! We drove to a well-lit neighborhood, popped on their costumes and headed out. Mia led the way, said Twick-O-Tweet, and the twins followed giggling. By the end, they were saying "Ticka Tee!" and other variations of the beggar call. Anya polished her "Tank you!"
I was herding the twins when Mia ran up and said "Mom- that's my job! C'mon baby cows!" They were happy as clams until time ran out. On the way home Mia piped up from the back again. "That was really fun!!" We set out to have an enjoyable time with the kids, and they actually enjoyed it! And we did, too! Amazing.
When we pulled up we realized we had definitely missed a call. John was loading Shiny White onto his trailer.
Tan fridge with a top freezer was sitting in it's place.
We sad-faced, and Zach promised me someday we'll have a digital ice dispenser. Instead of a trick fridge.
Meanwhile though, we have cold food again.
And I was happy with our treat: