Tricks and Treats. Kind of describes life, huh.
Two years ago we (P.S. and our husbands) were in Seaside, Florida and had an upper-deck view of the town on Halloween weekend. (Shout-out to Sundog Books--the bookstore with the best view of town and the Gulf). We had a perfect vista of all the absolutely adorable wee trick-or-treaters, accompanied by parents who were also getting into the spirit of the season. Susan and I reminisced about all our Halloween years with our kids. How much fun it was to be involved helping them come up with their costumes, and creatively put them all together!
After the kids outgrew trick-or-treating we still had residuals, handing out candy and oohing and aahing over our costumed little neighbors. The past few years the trick-or-treaters have sadly dwindled...guess the word is out in the neighborhood that only old people live in that cul-de-sac. This past weekend, my hubby and I were fortunate enough to be back in Seaside again for Halloween weekend...along with two out of our three children. Treat! This time the highlight of the town's activities was the Halloweener Derby-- a dachshunds-only race and all-dog costume party. Our invalid dog was able to attend as a spectator and enjoyed her outing too.
Chase my human! Chase that dog chasing his human!
Nowadays it's more likely that my trick-or-treaters are going to be
my kids' old Pez dispensers gathered on the kitchen windowsill...
Those Seaside boys, Halloween 1988
No roads lead back......
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