Come On 'a My House...

Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little girl...

I love Halloween. Love it almost as much as Christmas. Yeah, I know. Some of those fundamentalist Christians believe that the celebration of Samhain (that's the right one, I think) is "evil" and "encouraging Satanism". And although they have many a dentist on their side, I'm a little unmoved.

Why is it that scraping out the insides of a jack o' lantern, carving it into patterns and illuminating it on the sidewalk or front window is wrong, yet we can pluck a turkey, scoop out it's innerds, shove bread and celery up its a**, serve it on a candlelit table and then light the luminarias heralding the Christmas season and it's a wholesome family tradition? Why is it okay to dress up like the wisemen for boring Christmas pageants where you don't even get anything for your efforts except a lecture, and it's not okay to recycle the Huggies box as a robot and reap lots of Butterfingers as your reward?

Oh, right. Pleasing children, having fun, indulging in dress up and make believe = fun. So kids pull pranks. The ones doing the malicious stuff aren't just doin' it on Halloween night, folks. So dinner for one night is hot dogs and Three Musketeers, big deal. So my daughter wants to trick or treat as a dead version of herself (hey, on BI it's supposed to be a right of passage as a young teenaged girl to go trick or treating as a...lady of the evening. That's wrong!!!!). Better than her dressing up as a goth every day.

I, myself, will either be a dragon lady, a space alien, or an over-harried mommy. The baby will be a spider so who's going to look at me anyway?

Anything that involves food, chocolate and costumes must be heaven sent.