We are GOOD at Halloween.
Our people are fun, we are not afraid to laugh at ourselves and others, our kids aren't scared of EVERYTHING, and we have no problem going door to door and asking for candy.
FaceBook/crackbook was the best today with all the photos of everyone and their kids at parties (insert homesick here).
My mother was even tagged in a picture at a bar, in a costume, as a witch! Looking good!
France has knocked the fun out of my kids.
When your grandmother is dressing up and you're not, there is a problem!!!
Jaylee refused to humor me this year.
She walked out of her room plain clothed! NO princess dress, wig, hat, nada, nothing.
She announced she was Hannah Montana.
She didn't even want to participate in the Halloween festivities at the American Library.
So we carved pumpkins at home while listening to my newly download Zac Brown. Thank you Kerrie for reminding me.
There was fun.
There was danger.
There was an injury
There was even trick-or-treaters.
Yep, the door bell rang and I assumed it was Mimi, as did everyone, so a happy Jaylee runs to the door and then returns with a puzzled looked.
Me: Who is at the door (the door is still open, I just can't see who is there).
"I don't know it's just a bunch of Africans."
Being the stellar mother that I am letting the child answer the door alone and all, I thought it best I go and check it out.
What do you know, 5 little trick or treaters with their eyelids turned inside out and NO COSTUMES!
My rule: NO COSTUME, NO CANDY!!!
I'm telling you, we do this holiday the BEST (This post makes me smile).