Halloween Hangover

Well, Halloween has come and gone, leaving only candy wrappers in its wake. Luckily, when I awoke this morning, all of our candy was gone, probably taken by the hubby to share at work. I have to say that I always look forward to Halloween, not the teenager hoodlums creating havoc all over town, but the little ones. I love seeing small children, dressed in costume, asking for candy in a door-to-door fashion. Unfortunately, I often find myself rather disappointed the day after Halloween. Last night, we were hoping for a big crowd, and bought candy accordingly. The porch had been decorated with a faux pumpkin, made of tin, with little swirls cut out all over. It was lit up by a little tealite candle, and my sweet hubby even changed the porch lights to softer bulbs in order to showcase our pretty pumpkin. The pumpkin was surrounded by garlands of beautiful faux fall leaves. The door was covered in very fanciful fall leaf transparencies, and even the dog was bathed and groomed, ready to greet little Trick or Treaters. From 5:45 to 8:05, we had a slew of 11 kids. Of those 11 "children", only 2 were under 6 years old, and I feel strongly that one was actually a pregnant teenager cleverly disguised as a goblin of sorts. I feel completely comfortable in making the next statement: If you are old enough to make babies (voluntarily), you should not be allowed to pose as a youngster and enjoy the treats of Halloween. Just a personal rule for me and mine. But do with it what you will. So, that was it. That was all the Halloween at our house, sadly. I even wanted to watch The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown special, but I had apparently missed out on that little holiday nugget of goodness. Oh well! At least next year, I will be absolutely sure to make Halloween a date night and just leave candy on the porch. Live and learn. Hope yours was a safe and happy holiday!
~Barely Bitter Beth, Gracious Glenn, & Enthusiastic Elly