It’s during Halloween that I miss being in the US the most. Although some Brits do Halloween most don’t. Most Brits in fact HATE Halloween and I’m bombarded by snippy little comments. I try not to take them to heart as it is more of a big deal in the US. I can understand how them feel, still because of this I miss it. I’m sad that Squidge will never experience the thrill of setting off on a chilly October night with an empty bag and return home a couple of hours later barely able to carry the bag stuffed with treats. The vibe of being outside with almost the entire neighborhood all chatting and laughing and enjoying the community spirit of it. The expectation and excitement of deciding what to be for Halloween. Here everyone is dressed as something Halloweeny– witch, ghost, vampire, warewolf… you get the picture. I always forget this and Squidge usually ends of being the only puppy, ladybug/bird, princess amongst the ghoulies! Ah well maybe next year I’ll remember and dress her as the natives do! Anyhoo enough of my whinging and on to what we did do in preparation for Halloween.
After picking the perfect pumpkin we had to carve it into a jack o’lantern. Squidge was not too keen…
I think the end result was pretty good and I hoped it would attract** a few ghoulies to our front door.
On Saturday we went to the neighboring village for a little Halloween party at the park. As I showed off Squidge’s outfit to dad I was reminded that she should be dressed in something halloweenie– DOH! Too late to change now so off we went. I don’t think it’s a big deal at the moment but think next year peer pressure will hit and she won’t want to be dressed differently! Ah well she was beautiful and had a fantastic time.
She had her face painted, ate loads of sweeties and in general had a fab time– what more could you ask for. I think her most favoritist part was the spook walk where you had to find a series of pictures and write them on a list. A sweetie was the prize– score! We went with our good friends and the two girls had a fantastic time.
** we didn’t get a single trick or treater! We also didn’t go trick or treating ourselves as I didn’t know who was into it and who wasn’t! Next year I’m just going to say f&%k it and knock on doors!!