Halloween, however, is one holiday that has been challenging. I have great memories of Halloween as a kid – sooo, as much candy as I can carry, I just have to put on a wig and a pillowcase, trudge up hill and over dale, ring doorbells and ask nicely? – I mean, what’s not to love in that for a candy-deprived kid in the late ’70s when sugar was a saved for special occasions?
One of our favorites is to hide candy all over the house for the kids to hunt with flashlights and glow sticks. But Magnolia and Clementine are still a bit tiny for that (read: will get run over by older siblings crazed for candy). And Magnolia doesn’t even like candy.
So last year, with showers in the forecast and Clementine still unsteady on her feet, we went to our neighborhood Publix. And it was actually a lot of fun.
This year, without a lot of other options available, and the kids chomping at the bit to still collect candy and don a costume, Publix it was.
Clementine was ready the second we walked into the place that gives her free sprinkle cookies on the regular. And as soon as she saw there were games involved, the girl was ready to partay.
Magnolia was slower to warm up. People wearing strange costumes was not-so-surprisingly anxiety producing for her.
What? All I can carry?
Okay, that she really liked.
All in all it was a sweet time.
No, they didn’t get pillowcases full of candy. And yes, it took us longer to get all costumed up than we actually spent Halloween-ing.
Which might be one of my favorite family traditions of all.