It felt like Halloween lasted for weeks this year, what with all the activities that stretched through many weekends. But it’s finally over. The girls got dressed in their costumes (Claudine refused to wear the “scratchy, annoying” pointy crayon hat and Mia just wanted to wear her regular old ballet fairy get up) and we walked and walked for miles all over the neighborhood and through Prospect Park during the day. One building courtyard pizza party, trick-or-treating with a gang of neighbors, and a Halloween parade later and we are done. The Sugar Nazi took a holiday yesterday and I tried not to care how many pieces of candy the girls ate, but we did negotiate with them beforehand that they had to eat an apple and a few carrot sticks before trick-or-treating. This turned Mia into Super Grumpy Girl who just wanted candy candy candy all day long (not sure what that exchange of looks is about in the second picture).
Wanna know what’s weird? For the past 4 or 5 Halloweens, the weather has been warm, even if the day before and after is 15-20 degrees cooler. I remember a few freezing Halloweens in the past, pre-kids, when I’d go up to the Village to watch the big Halloween Parade in a big coat, shivering and jumping up and down to keep warm. But in recent years, it’s been downright balmy with no jackets required. Pretty lucky since it spares you from a battle with your kid who doesn’t want to cover up her costume with a coat. It also allows people to come out in wacky costumes, full throttle. At the parade, we sat on the curb next to a middle-aged man dressed as a baby – diapers, shirt riding up a big belly, bonnet and pacifier – creepy, but kinda funny at the same time. Claudine stared at him for a long time, confused, and referred to him all night long as “fake baby man”. Three of our neighbor kids who are 6 and 7 all made the same comment, each on their own and at different times during the parade. “That is totally inappropriate”.