That is who came to my house last night to trick-or-treat. Only two children dared venture out into the night to collect a few morsels from the candy bowl.
They were quite surprised to receive a large handful of candy each from me. Being as they were the only costumed cuties to arrive on my porch, I felt they deserved a generous portion.
"Dig in, kids. No, really- take more."
I have noticed over the past few years that far less children are dressing up and walking their neighborhoods for Halloween. More and more, their parents take them to their church for a "trunk-or-treat" or to a local mall or even grocery store. Our Kroger had a lovley event planned for families, with a cake walk, face painting, cookie decorating as well as candy giving last night.
I remember when my children were small, I would spend weeks on end creating costumes for them. Halloween was eagerly anticipated and my children loved going to door after door, ringing the bell and trying to be as cute as they could be in order to get, perhaps, one extra piece of chocolate.
My oldest son's first Halloween came when he was three months old. I dressed him in his little blue pyjamas and tied on a little mouse hat I had made from his dad's sweatshirt. A small string of the sweatshirt made the perfect tail and he looked adorable. Everyone who came to the door of our apartment was much more interested in him than in candy, for about a minute. Then they were ready for a treat.
Successive Halloween's found my children dressed as; a clown, an aquarium, an acorn, a rabbit, the White Rabbit, a mummy, a mad scientist, Belle, the Red Queen, a scarecrow, a duck, a pirate,
the girl from Titanic, and quite a few more. The costumes are long gone, some given away and some lost when we had a fire a few years ago. But we still have pictures and our memories are strong and clear.
I miss having my door bell rung, hearing the excitement in the voices as they try and guess what will be given out this year and the rapid retreat of small feet down my porch as they hurridly move to the next house.
My decorations stay in boxes under the house now. Not because I don't want to decorate, but more because, for me, the magic is gone.
Would the person(s) who stole Halloween please give it back? There is a zombie and a vampire who would like to experience it still.