This is Not My Mother’s Halloween

Celebrating Halloween was something my family did off and on growing up. Mostly we went trick-r-treating and/or went to a church function of some sort.  But it wasn’t a “deal,” there were no decorations, no parties, no hoopla. My mom seemed rather indifferent to it one way or the other.
My kids are having the exact opposite experience, and it kinda all happened by accident.

When Sweet Man and I moved into our current house our very first party was for Halloween. We have a great neighborhood for trick-r-treating  and we invited all of our friends over to go with us. In 9 years we have only missed one Halloween. The party has grown into a well loved tradition, and each year is different  depending on who can come, what the weather is like and what day of the week it falls. But one thing never changes- it is always a night to remember.

Speaking of Mummy’s….
My boys usually have two each year – one for the school carnival and one for Halloween itself. Also, most of the customs are decided on the day before ( or even the day of) the big event, made from whatever we have on hand or what we can scrounge up quickly at the thrift store around the corner.

And let’s not even get into what is going on in this picture.

Yes, this is not my mother’s Halloween. And all this hoopla is not for everyone ( not everyone wants to go Trick-r-Treating in groups of 30!)
But it is my Halloween and my little families and all our friends who join in.
And that is what makes it so much fun.