Halloween got scary pretty early on. What was meant to be a quick visit to our local supermarket to stock up on plastic skeletons and lollies, turned into a tantrum of monumental proportions.
I felt sorry for Miss 4 who, shortly after this photo was taken, put her hands over her ears and started to cry: “This is the worst day ever”. I don”t think me screaming at the 2yo that she “would never ever go to the shops with me ever again” helped.
But the day did get better. We all rummaged through the dress-up box and got ready for Trick or Treating.
I went as a French cat burglar. This resulted in Miss 5 telling everyone that “my Mum goes into people”s houses and steals stuff”.
Overall, it was Twiggy who won Halloween.
And yes, he is hung like horse (I wrote that for you honey).
A couple of friends from Miss 5″s school came along for the adventure and were particularly excited to visit the scary house which has been decorated Halloween style for a week now.
When the dude opened the door he was very apologetic. You see the decorations had been put up for the party he”d had on Saturday night. He still looked as if he was recovering from the party. The kids did their tricks, told him some jokes and headed down the street to find someone who had some actual chocolate. Then out the back door came the dude running along, holding up a bag of marshmallows. SCORE!
I don”t care about where Halloween originated. I don”t care that my kids ate lollies for dinner and breakfast. I also don”t care that the retailers are “cashing in” – the economy needs all the help it can get. People need all the jobs they can get. And with those jobs they can use their money for bad and good. What goes around comes around.
What I do care about is – our children getting out in the community and meeting their neighbours, sharing an experience with those around them, learning that not all strangers are bad, learning that there”s a lot of good in the world. There were many ghosts and ghouls walking the streets who all had huge smiles on their faces. And there were people who spend many nights alone who were so happy to get some visitors. And only good can come from that.
Halloween is lot more than just lollies and commercialism. It”s about connecting with the people on your street. And I for one, am already thinking of a costume to outdo my husband next year.
This one”s on sale?
Did you Trick or Treat last night?
bigwords x
Hi, I'm Bianca Wordley, I write about life.
If you dress up as a nun, then I will know that you have well and truly turned into your mother 🙂
We did. We loved it.
Well said! we didn’t do it this year as the little one is too little – but we did have a little party with dressing up and Halloween cup cakes. Next year we trick or treating for sure!
Your husband’s look belongs in the Village People.
With one child too old (almost 20) and the other too young (10 months) there was no trick or treating. But I can’t wait until next year!
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I felt exactly the same! We went impromptu trick or treating for the first time ever (I never even went as a child). Miss 4
had spent the afternoon making a sign with a pumpkin & carefully writing “Trick or Treat” on it, and getting
ready some lollies to ‘sell’ to trick or treaters. After we’d received our second lot of Trick or Treaters she suddenly asked “can we go trick or treating?” and despite feeling bone tired and with a baby who needed to be in bed I just thought “let’s do it – I want to be the fun parent for a change!”. I got to talk to so many beautiful families who I always see around but have never met. It really felt like a happy community moment. I really ‘got’ Halloween this year!
I like your take on it – thanks you may have just got me out of my cynical American blah blah pagan blah blah commerical blah blah sugar blah blah cant be bothered blah blahness about the whole thing. Youre right it can be about community and connection thanks
That is a great reason to trick-or-treat to meet the neighbours. Growing up, we knew everyone in the street, now I only know 1 person 🙁