Baby’s First Halloween
Posted on November 1st, 2012
Pea is five, and this is the first time we took her trick-or-treating. Why? Well, before two and it seemed kind of silly. After two, we lived in a loft downtown. Also, she was easily scared until recently, and this is the first year she really understood the holiday.
She made up for lost time.
The kid her teacher thinks is shy? Was running from house to house and jockeying for position with the older kids. When people did not answer their doorbells promptly enough, she would pound on their door. She stamped her feet. A couple of times, to our intense mortification,* she yelled, “HURRY UP!” She was great with wishing everyone a Happy Halloween. She was less great at unprompted thank yous. (She would exclaim to homeowners at intervals, “I’m getting a lot of candy!”)
She recognized a Nightmare Moon MLP jack-o-lantern and was so delighted. She pet all the dogs. She didn’t know the term “porch light” until last night, but she was a pro by the end, declaring this house or that one on or off limits, based on the porch light, regardless of the other decorations.
We were out for about an hour, starting when it was still light, and that meant we really didn’t collect much candy — there were a lot of people still at work when we started. But I’d steered her toward a very cute — and small — felt candy bucket, and perception is everything. It wasn’t full before she decided, “I have enough candies now” and we walked home.
The best part? No rain. Amazing!
*Mine. In fact, I spent pretty much the entire time in a state of mortification, which M thought was hilarious. I couldn’t believe that the manners I’d been working so hard to instill in her could be lost so quickly. But in retrospect, I didn’t like trick-or-treating much when I was a kid, either, and as soon as I could, I opted to stay home and pass out candy instead.