That picture above is of my littlest daughter trick-or-treating last year. She thought she was in a princess costume and since she was 2 1/2 I wasn’t going to argue with her. But see how there is no snow on the ground and only one jacket, rain boots and no snow pants, hat, mitts or scarves? Well that was last year.
This year our weather report involves words like snow, windchill and minus degrees that I don’t even want to think about.
If there was a Halloween version of Scrooge, I’d be it because not only am I taking my kids trick or treating at the mall this Halloween I’m taking them in store-bought costumes.
That’s right, no creativity at all on my part just one trip to Walmart with three kids in tow, a free for all in the “seasonal” aisle, and with a quick swipe of plastic we were ready for Halloween.
Pumpkins? Nope. Not doing that either.
Since the snow and frost hit early this year it devastated the pumpkins that were left to freeze, thaw, freeze then thaw again and finally mold up in the grocery stores.
In fact, my son went to the pumpkin patch with his kindergarten class last week and each child came home with a small pumpkin. It sat on the bookshelf in our family room until it started to bubble and fizz from the top. I put it outside on the front porch where it’s been sitting for days and there must be something really nasty in there because even the animals haven’t started to nibble at it.
I tried to find a pumpkin. I really did! But every one I picked up was either frozen (from sitting outside at the grocery store) or had big soft spots that made me afraid to cut them open.
So… just to run it down for you again. My kids have not carved pumpkins and are wearing store-bought costumes to the mall tonight for trick-or-treating.
Oh and to top it all off I’m pretty sure our neighbourhood is going to be empty tonight because of the weather so we are also not handing out candy.
So call me what you may but I am proudly wearing the Halloween Scrooge title this year and if you need me later I will be digging out all of my favourite candy from my kids’ treat bags and eating them in front of the television with a glass of wine.
I know… Mother of the Year over here.