I used to just buy my favorite....DUH....Snickers. Then I realized that Tom's favorite was Heath Candy Bars and Butterfingers. My girls would eat just about any kind...except maybe Black Licorice...and who would actually hand that out at Halloween.
When the girls were small we lived in Iowa, Wisconsin and Minnesota. These Halloweens were nothing like what we saw on the Halloween Peanuts Special. That Peanut gang would hop, skip, run and walk to each candy laden home and squeal...TRICK OR TREAT. Those kids had cool costumes and everyone seemed happy. My girls had plastic costume that no one saw. The weather just didn't cooperate in the mid-west. They wore costumes with their snowsuits over them. Ice, snow and sleet couldn't keep them from this yearly tradition. Freezing cold, they would walk like Zombies before Zombies were cool. Wearing little red snowsuits and plastic Care Bear masks, they trudged up to front doors, rang door bells with mittens and shivered the words...TWICK O TWEEEET.
By the time we moved to Southern Indiana my older girls were beyond the years of Trick or Treating, but Bissy and Hope got to enjoy the "movie-like" atmosphere of the Halloween Season. It was like the scenes in ET or Halloweentown. Our subdivision was full of families going door to door. I was shocked...literally! And I wasn't prepared! Twenty years later....I am fully prepared with at least 400 items to hand out! Yes...FOUR HUNDRED!!
Even before Hope was born, Bissy talked about what "that" baby would be for Halloween. The standard answer was "A Packers Cheerleader", of course. When Harper was born, Bissy's daughter, it was inevitable that she would also be "A Packers Cheerleader". Harper and Vinnie were the Packer Duo when they were 2. And the weather was Movie Scene perfect!
|Vinnie and Harper, The Packer Duo!|
For the past 10 years I set up my Halloween station in the garage. Eleven years ago, I did my "Candy Handing" via my front door. That was a lot of doorbell ringing, door knocking and door opening for 400 kids! Eleven years ago, I stepped out onto my front porch to "oooo and ahhhh" about the neighbors new baby. That night, I heard a snap, fell forward and landed next to the cutie pies stroller. If I had a costume on, it would have been the LADY on the LIFE LINE commercial reciting her only line, "I have fallen and I can't get up!" That little baby is now 11. He no longer lives in the neighborhood but I sometimes see him with his Grandparents. I don't have the heart to tell him how his cute little face ruined my night! That could just ruin his life! or not!
Have you ever had to go to the ER? Pretty scary right? Try going on Halloween night! Ax Heads! Pumpkin Flame burn victims! Scary Clown syndrome treatment! Zombie scab pickers! Vampire Blood Bank seekers! Candy Corn Comas! Then there was me with no costume and a very lame excuse of "Baby oooooo and ahhhhher".
Sure enough! A broken leg! Halloween is a reason for an Anniversary. Best Anniversary ever! I get to buy my favorite candy, hang out in the garage, sit on my Packer Chair, feed Little Green Bay Packer Duos sugar, and NEVER hear a doorbell. Did I mention the Wine???