One thing I knew I wasn't going to miss, however, was Halloween. Perhaps I inherited this dislike from my mother. As a child we never had Halloween decorations aside from the obligatory pumpkins, and our most elaborate costumes were designed and constructed by my father. For whatever reason, I don't care that much for Halloween. And I was happy to live in a country where this holiday could just slide right by, unnoticed.
And then we went to play group a few weeks back. One friend who is my polar opposite in crafts (she does them, she does them well, and she's creative) had a Halloween-themed morning at her house where we decorated pumpkins, made marshmallow ghosts, dressed up in costumes, danced to Halloween music, and were presented with ribbon-wrapped pumpkin playdough as we left.
I didn't make much of the morning, hoping I could deflect Kathleen's questions just like I did the ones about where babies come from. Unfortunately, she was more interested in Halloween because it's a holiday. And holiday always means fun.
A few days after the play group, she sidled up to me and attempted to ask with a nonchalant air, "Mom, is Halloween a holiday for kids?"
I didn't have the heart to lie, and told her that yes, Halloween is a holiday for kids. Excited, she asked, "Can we go to Halloween?" We had a friend who was hosting a party so I reluctantly told her that sure, we could go to Halloween.
Luckily another friend with a daughter Kathleen's age had a princess costume that Kathleen could borrow, and I figured that Sophia could go in
At last Saturday dawned, and following their naps, we got everyone ready to go to Halloween. The princess costume had been swapped back and forth all week, and Sophia was totally and utterly dismayed to find out that Kathleen was the one to wear the princess costume and she was stuck with a leotard, skirt and ballet slippers instead of light-up princess shoes.
I felt for her, also being a second child with unwanted costumes fobbed off on my while my older sister got to be the princess.
However, there was only one princess costume and it fit Kathleen. Despite Brandon's threats of staying home, we all went with a dubious Sophia in tow.
As soon as the girls were introduced to the game of trick-or-treating through the hallway, Sophia didn't care what her costume was and all was right with the world.
Hopefully we can convince the girls that Halloween was a one-time deal, but I think that they get smarter as they get older and the genie has been let out of the bottle. Thank heaven we already did away with Santa Claus.