I wish I wasn’t too old to trick or treat. I want to be a kid again, just for tomorrow. I love Halloween- and the best parts of it. The costume/sleepover parties where your friend’s dad sneaks in after you’ve all just drifted off and scares the bejesus out of you with his wolfman mask. I really loved it in elementary school when we could wear our costumes to school for the day. Then when Morgan, my little sister, was born I was given the chance to re-live all the fun of Halloween through her. We would all take her trick or treating. Here’s this little child in her costume, perhaps a little friend of her’s would come along, and this big gang of adults roving through the neighborhoods. We’d dress up sometimes too, and we’d have the best time checking out all the decorations and scoring some candy here and there. It was always such a great start to the night. Trick or treating would be over around 8, just in time for the adults to go out to whatever party was planned. I’ve always had fun in the haunted houses or mazes. And our local theme park transforms into one huge haunted place during October. But, I haven’t been there in a couple of years.
Morgan is 12 years old now. She stands 5 feet 9 & 1/2 inches tall. She still loves to hang out with her big sisters, but she’s traded trick or treating for parties now. So now, tomorrow, I’ll be assuming the role of handing out candy to trick or treaters at my house. I hope we get a bunch! We’re all prepared with decorations & loads of candy!
Bless Your Heart 