There I said it. This Christian, God-fearing woman, likes Halloween.
Understand, this does not mean I decorate my house in a haunted house theme (not that there is anything wrong with that.) Or, that I dress up (not that there is anything wrong with that.) The kid's costumes are kept to kid-friendly themes.
Apparently I still have issues with admitting my like for Halloween. I find it necessary to categorize this confession in a certain manner.
OK, let me start over. Let's see, how can I explain this?
I'm completely in like with the commercialism of Halloween (oh yeah, that sounds better.) The candy free-for-all, the (appropriate) costumes for kids, and hanging out with the neighbors while we trick-or-treat around the neighborhood.
You see, with Christmas and Easter we face a constant balancing act in keeping the true meaning, while enjoying some of the "fun" aspects of these holidays, and wondering if we are scarring our children by not participating in the Santa Claus and Easter Bunny myths.
Even with the 4th of July, Memorial Day and Labor Day holidays comes a bit of lecturing. I feel slightly guilty for enjoying my cheese burger, by the pool, when I'm hearing "don't forget the meaning behind this day." Yes, but the fireworks are awfully pretty.
Really, I just love the candy. And the dressing up. My kids love to dress up. Halloween is the only day of the year you can venture outside of your house with a Cinderella, Transformer, or Tony Stewart wannabe without raising any one's eyebrows.
I also love a reused costume. This pumpkin costume got 4 Halloween's out of it, and it was bought second hand, and then I sold it.
Now, could someone please pass the candy bowl.
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