jessie is not a fish person. i am not a halloween person.
in fact i hate halloween. i find it takes way more effort than a "holiday" of it's nature should require. mostly i hate that i am required to come up with a costume. when the kids were younger, especially the girls, they usually had one ellaborate idea after another of what their costume should involve. most years we just came to a reasonable compromise...a costume good enough that they wouldn't be embarrassed, and in turn, not reveal how lame their mother really was. there would be time enough for that. thankfully the older three kids either don't need a costume anymore, or are able to figure one out for themselves. kudos to growing up! even more thankfully, we have family from whom i can beg a costume for liam two hours before trick or treating begins...thus keeping my apathy and lameless on the D.L. for yet another year. thanks annette!!!
my natural inclination was to turn off all the lights, pretend we weren't home and huddle, quietly trapped, in our family room with the t.v. and a movie. sans sound of course; those little trick or treaters have sonic hearing! knowing that wasn't really a viable option, we headed over to annette and bruce's to celebrate the festivities and do our part in the support of dentists everywhere. we gathered on their front lawn with a couple of other families and for the next 4 hours did nothing but eat, hand out candy and laugh so hard our bellies hurt. (i started coughing so i know it was a really good night!). the kids all took each other trick or treating, again kudos!! to growing up. when they finally got back they played football in the street and ran themselves ragged, already possessed by the compulsory halloween sugar high. annette got a phone call from some weirdo because he was positive austin was riding his son's stolen bike. the older girls hemmed and hawed most of the evening about whether or not to attend a young adult party, and as dutiful parents we encouraged them to go out and find husbands or risk the possiblity of becoming known as "those crazy old ladies with the cats, and a lot of regret". yes. good times were had by all. the power of good friends, not to mention a killer dessert, thanks sara, should not be over looked in the affect and influence they have to change attitudes. halloween is not so bad i guess...
of course you'll just have to take my word on all this food, fun and friends.
because not a single picture was taken to memorialize any part of it.
oops, my lameness is showing...
