He wanted to be scary…she wanted to be pretty.
She was six…he was five.
This was one of those Halloweens that seared itself into the recesses of my mind, just waiting to bring a smile upon request by my consciousness.
I make that request every year at this time.
Wasn’t it yesterday that I said, “to hell with it!” and cut a good white sheet to drape over my little boy’s frail frame? And wasn’t it that same yesterday when I taught my little girl the Roaring Twenties song, “Anything Goes?”
I can still hear him roar as he raised his stretched arms, because, to him, that would be much more frightening than simply shouting “boo!”
Placing the dark brown wig over her bright red tresses to hide her identity from her classmates was the only demand my little flapper made.
To ensure the whole Halloween experience would be absorbed into their own memory-banks — I reminded him to roar at each door . . . and her little girl voice belted out: “In olden days a bit of stocking was looked on as something shocking…now, heaven knows —anything goes!”
This Halloween season, I hope you share your own recollections with friends and family, and keep building on those “Misty, water-colored memories.”
I’d also love to read them in the comments section of this post, if you’re so inclined, Dear Readers!
Stern Words 
I remember dumping the bags of goodies, sorting them, and putting them in bowls, which promptly went where only Mom knew where . . . or so she thought. My sister and I were allowed one piece a day. Imagine all that work, walking “miles” to collect it, and only getting a single piece. Good thing I wasn’t afraid of heights.
Who remembers Nickel candy bars? When you could in fact share a Three Musketeers with two friends. I always did. It went to me, myself and I.
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I remember my siblings and me using the cardboard boxes in my father’s stockroom to dress up as robots.
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It must have been great having easy access to those boxes for all kinds of kid-related projects!
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I made my daughter a pretty pink and purple unicorn with a silver horn one year. She was adorable.
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Love to see a photo if you still have one, Vanessa!
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One year, I turned my daughter and my 2 nieces into Power Rangers.
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Sounds about right! lol
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