….and yet I succumb each year now. The nagging. The peer pressure. They have won.
Here are the kiddos this year: Black cat and Vampire. (“What’s a vampire, Mummy?” “Something quick and easy to pull together, my son! Something quick and easy.”)
And I discovered I can paint faces. Who knew?
PS: To my pleasant surprise, Halloween was whisper quiet around here this year. The only trick-or-treaters we had were the kids from next door, unlike the last few years where we’ve had so many kids (and some of them way too old to be trick or treating in my opinion) that we’ve all but run out of treats. I’m not a party-pooper, though. Really, I’m not.
PPS: For a softer view of how Halloween has come to be part of our lives now, take a trip to this post on Tummy Mountain’s blog. I think I’m just a cranky pants!