Last night as I was trying to prepare dinner. Lily was screaming, Mandy had just stomped up the stairs to her room, mad at me too. Jeff was rolling his eyes at the fact that everyone was screaming, including me. The door bell rings. It took me awhile to extricate myself from the pandemonium, but I eventually got to the door. There was no one there. It was dark, but I saw a bag, sitting there. I looked around and no one was anywhere to be found. I figured the gift bearer was frightened away by the noises coming from our home.
Inside the bag was a note, saying we had been boo'ed along with presents and candy. It said it was now our turn to secretly boo someone else. Wasn't that sweet? I gave everyone some chocolate, except the allergic one, who got stickers, and then we had some dinner and it was actually peaceful. Our first dinner at the table together as a family in more than a week. Twice baked potatoes and steak. I could cry, isn't that sweet.
Lily and I spent the day today making our boo bags, we are required to boo two people tonight. I am going to let Mandy do the actual booing, I don't think Lily is good at stealth. I love Halloween, my favorite holiday.
I love how on Halloween night when I am out with the girls, so many people are out and about, smiling and laughing. It feels on that night as if everyone is a big family a cohesive neighborhood. I love sitting at the door handing out candy as well, I love to give the kids huge handfulls and have a spooky doorway.
Last year because our house is in a relatively secluded part of the base we only had a handful of trick or treaters. Lily was not interested in trick or treating, so Lily, Jeff and I played tackle football in the front yard in between the kids. They must have thought we were nuts. I was jumping on his back trying to knock him down, and trying to teach Lily how to tackle her dad, Jeff was dodging us pretty good. Ahh, Halloween!
At least half of the Americans who live on the base put up signs that they do not participate in Halloween because it offends their religious sensibilities. I have never been particularly religious but spending an evening with the neighborhood, handing out treats and saying being kind to children, is against religion, no wonder I am not religious. I am rotting up some eggs this year for them. Just kidding, still that would be fun!
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5 comments:
When I was in elementary school, there was one kid who was a Jehovah's Witness who was not allowed to participate in any holiday celebrations -- no Valentines, no Easter candy, no Halloween, nothing.
I always felt sorry for him, and angry that his parents would exclude him like that. I'm sad to hear that the practice has spread, and in the name of religion, too.
Good thing I'm a pagan heathen!
Get out the eggs! Get out the eggs!
I love Halloween too.
Pagens were the first in the world, they'll be around until the end.
I love Halloween. Forever and ever, amen.
And the secret boo'ing? Priceless. I am so stealing that concept for practice in my own backyard. I hope you don't mind.
But even if you do, you can't stop me.
Ha!
What a fabulous idea about being boo'ed. I think I will start it tomorrow evening and tell them they have to boo 2 people in the neighborhood. Thanks for sharing that! Funny how one simple thing can change the whole mood of a household. Enjoy your candy!
i'll help you throw the eggs!
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