Halloween has always been a very special holiday for my daughter, Becky. She’s decorated , thrown parties, dressed up, and made sure loved ones took care of important Halloween business. She even dressed as a pumpkin and took her eldest son trick-or-treating two days before her youngest was born.
Oh wait… she didn’t dress as a pumpkin that night; it was her pregnant stomach that made me think pumpkin. I digress. Sadly Becky’s parents and older brother were less invested in Halloween. We all just hid in our rooms while she threw elaborate parties during her teen years. We’d sneak out occasionally to check on “things” that sometimes happen at teenage parties!
I believe I contributed to Becky’s interest in Halloween. The following story will demonstrate my helping nature:
When Becky was 4, I had her pose in a witch costume, holding tightly to a pumpkin in her lap. I was amazed at what a perfect, witchy expression she had on her frace. Fine acting I thought!
As it turns out the pumpkin was moldy and stunk to high heaven. Still, Becky sat there for her mommy to get the perfect reference photos for a pencil drawing which became a Halloween card!
All I can say is “Becky you’re welcome!”
Thanks for listening.