When the kids were younger, I’d make sure they all had costumes for Halloween.
I never did anything scary, not like this lady I found participating in a zombie walk
Or this zombie bride on her iPhone (which is scary on so many levels.)
As our family grew, so did our costume collection.
Emma is hiding in my tummy and wouldn’t show for about 2 more months.
These days, only a few of the kids get dressed up for Halloween (others only want to stay indoors and play video games online.)
As for me, oh I’ll still put on something to greet the neighborhood kids as they come around to knock on our door,
but as soon as that porch light turns out, I’ll be in my jammies reading one of the several good books I have going, secure in the knowledge that all my chicks know enough to keep safe when goblins, witches, and various other scary people in our town abound.
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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at [email protected]
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