Top two reasons to have kids:
1. always having someone to tickle
I am nuts about Halloween. It’s a good thing I have kids, because making myself costumes was starting to get a bit weird.
Three is a good age for Halloween. You’re old enough to think witches and ghosts are really cool, but still young enough to be just a little bit scared. You’re old enough to fearlessly knock on strangers’ doors and ask them for candy, and young enough to get really excited about every single piece you get. Even the gross ones. (I’ve been generously given many once-licked lollipops, so I benefit too.)
Halloween may not be nearly as big a deal here as it is in the US, but we did pretty well. The shops skip Halloween and go straight to the Christmas decorations – Americans might complain that the Christmas season starts earlier every year, but here it begins in mid-October and it’s EXHAUSTING – but we decorated a pumpkin and drew pictures of witches.
We went to a Halloween party at the local soft play, then out for a spontaneous dinner (the tiniest member of the party slept through half of it, then woke up in time to plow through an entire child’s portion of pasta Bolognese), then even did a little trick or treating. I was really happy to discover that our street full of kids gets into trick or treating in a big way – in the way I remember from way back in the 1980s, where if there are decorations outside there’s candy inside. None of this one-street-in-the-neighborhood designated as Halloween central, or begging for candy in stores, or any of the other nonsense that characterized Halloween in San Francisco when we lived there. It was just easy.
And costumes! The baby inherited her brother’s old Batman costume, since she has no agency yet. And she rocked it. The kid, on the other hand, took his choice of costume very seriously. After a few false starts, he decided that he wanted to be an R train. (People keep thinking this was my idea. It was not. The New York subway system has left quite an impression on him. Besides, I totally would have chosen a different line. One that at least runs express in Queens.)
I told him he was the cutest R train ever. His response? “No I’m not. I’m just like every other R train.” He did look pretty authentic, if I do say so myself.
I get kind of bummed when other holidays end, but not Halloween, because that just means it’s almost my birthday! They’re really sweet about my birthday here – there were already fireworks last night, and if last year was any indication there will be all weekend too. Last year they even had some the night after my birthday, just so I didn’t feel too bad about it being over. I hope they do that again.