Coffee and a Story

“Dad, they have great costumes at Costco.” Andy just turned ten and Halloween was two weeks away.

“Andy we’ve already talked about Halloween and costumes. This year we’re all going together–your mother, your brother Cecil, and me.”

“The last time we went out as a family it wasn’t much fun.” Andy looked at his mother for support.

Andy’s mom touched his right shoulder. “That was two-years ago and we weren’t prepared for little Cecil getting out of control. This year Cecil’s older and understands more about Halloween and how to behave.”

Andy knew he wouldn’t get anywhere with the conversation, but he really wanted to dress up as Iron Man this year. “Last year you let me dress up like anyone or anything I wanted. It isn’t fair.”

His father raised his hands in time-out. “You know the house rules. We all agreed about what and why we’ll all be wearing the same thing this year.”

Andy’s mom kissed his cheek. “Andy dear, there are some things in life we have no control over. We went over the calendar and this year it’s just not possible for you to go out by yourself or with your friends. Next year’s calendar looks better. You can dress up as you wish and that’s a promise.”