ghosts of halloween past

Leo the Lion, 2011
Halloween is a big deal on our street. We get thousands of trick-or-treaters, though I draw the line at buying 2500 pieces of candy. Instead of kids knocking on our door we set up a table outside to sit at. All our neighbors do the same. Last year the police sent two cars to handle all the traffic. We call in two sets of grandparents just to have enough hands to take the boys trick-or-treating, get them to bed, and hand out candy.

So its a big deal. And as the kids on the block get older, the scene gets a little spookier. We play it very mellow with jack-o-lanterns, a fog machine, and orange twinkle lights. This year a home down the street with two junior high boys have put up a scene on their lawn titled "The Butcher Shop" complete with letters scrawled in fake blood and lots of severed body parts on a table. Finn won't walk past in the the daytime, let alone at night. After seeing it the first time he told me he didn't want to go trick-or-treating this year. He has no idea that other people's streets aren't as crazy as ours. I let him know that it would be his choice, that we could go early while it is still light (and less busy), and that we could go to another street if he wanted. I'm curious to see how it all plays out.



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