The Halloween Blahs
November 1st, 2012
I’ve been trying to formulate my thoughts for a Halloween post. It’s been tricky because I’m generally a sunshine and daisies blogger. I like to put everything in the best possible light. But to be honest, I’ve got mixed feelings about Halloween and this year’s festivities left me a bit disappointed.
Let me start by highlighting those aspects of Halloween which I embrace. I am all about pumpkin carving, hot apple cider, dressing up in fun costumes, and community togetherness. I think Halloween should be about those things. Heck, I think life in general should be about those things.
And some of this year’s Halloween was. We got some great foam stickers and decorated pumpkins together one afternoon. Buggie did a lovely abstract gourd and Miss Mouse used up eleven sets of faces on three pumpkins. Festive!
Our church hosted a great “Trunk-or-Treat” event (which, for those not familiar, is like door-to-door trick-or-treating, except kids go around to decorated cars in a parking lot). Great participation by our fun church members of all ages, good games for the kids, and a yummy chili supper afterwards. Bingo.
Here’s what I don’t love about Halloween: freezing cold temperatures, the mountains of mediocre candy, and scary costumes.
Those were the dominant themes to last night’s activities. It was really cold, but I gamely bundled the kids up and headed to a couple other church trunk-or-treat events…
…which were awful. The first stop had three cars and some questionable-smelling chili. The second stop was indoors (bonus) but was so completely overrun that, after standing in line for 15 minutes to get in the door, we gave up and left.
But not before Miss Mouse and Buggie were traumatized by several young boys in nasty costumes. We encountered more of the same as we trudged door-to-door. I know boys love to be gross. And that for some people, being scared is the whole point of Halloween. But I’ve never been one of those people and now that I have young kids, I find myself being actively ticked off when confronted by kids in slasher masks with blood dripping off their distorted features. How is that fun?
After walking the neighborhood for a half an hour (and finding very few houses participating in
trick-or-treat), we headed home to assess our loot. It turned out to be an odd paradox. On the one hand, they got way more candy than any preschooler needs. On the other hand, most of it was stuff my little ones couldn’t eat. A zillion suckers, pieces of hard candy, and hunks of bubble gum. The poor dears desperately wanted to indulge (and I was prepared to let them) but we had to really scrounge to find a couple candy bars they could eat!
But, to end this whiny post on a positive note, here’s a silver lining: the kids actually had a much better time than I did and their super-cute pumpkin flashlights were a big hit.