Today I am thankful for the memories of my grandfather.
He passed away in 2005 and there’s not a day that goes by that I do not think of him. He decorated for every holiday (even Valentines Day!), so when I put up the Halloween decorations, and especially the Christmas decorations I think of him. When I cook Thanksgiving dinner for my family, I think of him. When I teach Mila colors, I think of how he taught me “lellow” and “urple” and how my grandmother would throw a fit that he taught me the wrong words, (and we would just giggle at her). When I eat Lucky Charms, I think of how he let me eat all the marshmallows and he ate all the cereal. When I have my morning coffee, I think of how I would sit on his lap (or next to him at the table when I got way too big for his poor aching lap) and read the comics with him. When I see Ziggy or Snoopy, I think of him. When I think of the beach and fishing, I think of him. When I see a beautiful sea of colors from blooming flowers in the spring, I think of him.
He was my father before I had a father. He was my best friend. I was his Ande and he was my Poppy.
October 6, 2012
8 days shy of 15 months
Mila already has lots of Halloween attire.
By this time, most years, I’ve already figured out what I’m going to be for Halloween AND have begun to make my costume. Not this year, however. The furthest I’ve gotten was Mila choosing her own costume – a bumblebee. So where’s that leave me? Should I do something that relates to her – a flower, a stinger, a beehive, a larger bumblebee? I have not a clue.
I don’t even have my decorations out of storage and I’ve decided not to have my annual Halloween party this year, (the first time in 4 or 5 years I’ll break my tradition). It’s just too much. Too much money for someone who’s unemployed; too much energy for a mother chasing a one-year-old daily; too much cleaning, because the house has to be tip-top before the party and there’s always a mess after the party; too much effort for a few-hour event. It makes me tired just thinking about it!
Could I have possibly grown too old for Halloween?
*Written mid-September 2012
I love Halloween and I debated for a long time how I could dress Mila. She’s only 3 and a half months, so I wanted to be careful how extravagant I got. With all of the hand-me-down clothes I received from various people there were also costumes. A chili pepper, which was great to keep her bundled, but I wasn’t planning on taking her out trick-or-treating. Or, a bumble-bee that was absolutely adorable, just a tad too big for her. I chose a simpler route.
I found this onesie online and BINGO! I had us both covered…
I went to work making my costume…
…thinking of what I could add to Mila’s. I happened to find wings in the same color by accident and just had to have them. So, she ended up a Halloween fairy, while I was a mummy, (not a ninja haha). Here’s the final result:
On another note, what’s up with everyone asking me if I was going to take her trick-or-treating? My thoughts:
- Mila has no teeth and doesn’t eat solid foods – what would she do with candy?!
- Why would I take a 3-month-old out in the freezing cold (yes, the Saturday before Halloween we had a freak snow/hail/sleet storm)?
- Mila doesn’t have a clue what’s going on other than she’s going for a walk and all these weird people are in her face oooo-ing and ahhh-ing, (not to mention the scary things running around the neighborhood).
- Isn’t that against the “rules” – taking a child trick-or-treating so the parents could get free candy?
I’ll save trick-or-treating for when Mila can actually understand it.