Halloween scene
Published November 1st, 2007 in Mostly a picture, Re: the bairn.
And even as I post these pictures, the Halloween Fairy is descending on the lil’ monkey’s stash (from which she picked a candy a day’s worth of bootie, for the remainder of the week). Off the H. Fairy will flit, hauling all this processed sugar to “other kids who weren’t so fortunate as to be able to scoot around trick-or-treating.” If all goes according to plan, the fairy will leave some art supplies as collateral for the sucrose.
Mmm, Halloween candy.
[Ooo! Ooo! I just have to add this link to Dooce's take on the night. Though when she provides her advice to her high school friend vis-a-vis whether or not to up and become a parent (post-Halloween fun, and freshly pro-kid), I'd just have to tweak the details a little bit. You know, for us lesbians. Like, instead of all the "grueling" copulation, substitute grueling sperm hunt/ insemination technicalities/ adoption dramas/ hullabaloo. But then, at the end, it's still PRESTO! and years later you are following imaginative young humans around your neighborhood and discovering how much lovey-dovey generosity there is just around the corner from where you live. PS You have to look at the Dooce post for the pictures of the dog alone.]
Lesbian Dad is written by a parent who answers to the name "Baba" and works toward a world in which amor does indeed vincit omnia. 
shame about the November challenge. Im in the UK but it all counts as one step further! 
Halloween family sounds like a sneaky bugger. I mean, a good mom. But sneaky too!
Great pics. The Mr. and I went out kid-watching in a nearby neighborhood last night, since our building is locked and we can’t hand out candy. Very fun!
Yes, well. That Halloween Fairy has her work cut out for her. I mean, how close is the door-to-door sugar quest from this (courtesy Wikipedia, where else)?
If anyone were to give kids fruits or nuts, which was also part of the festival’s earlier Irish and Scottish tradition, I’m sure the ungrateful wretches — at least here in the USA — would turn right around and pelt the kindly neighbor with ‘em. “Salt was once sprinkled in the hair of the children to protect against evil spirits,” says Dr. Wikipedia. At least I’m not that much of an atavist.
I do, though, appreciate that what we got going on here ain’t always been this way. Thus the sense of licence with novel additions to the holiday. My mom’s Halloween was very different than mine, or my kids’. She had stories mostly of mischief-making. As a girl in Santa Monica, she was cajoled by chums into being the one to ring Boris Karloff’s door. Relatively recently shot to fame as Frankenstein, he was very kind and invited her in for milk and cookies.
We were out and about in beloved Powderhorn Park and there was quite a turn out…better than in past years. Got to hob knob with the neighbors some of whom were even roasting marshmallows and invited our Harry Potter to join in. Good times.
Mmm, Halloween candy.
*shocked* The H. fairy wouldn’t eat any candy that was earmarked for poor unfortunate sucrose-deprived children, would she?
Murrfllemsmff. I’m sorry. It took me a moment to get the Tootsie Roll stuff offa my molars. You know, I think the H. Fairy mighta dropped some product in her haste out of the house. So many processed sugar foes in this town, so little time. Now where was that last little Butterfinger I saw in there?
hey
if we are going to well…fib…i think that we should say
we are trading in this candy for some great apples and oranges etc. for the kids that don’t have any…i mean really we would deny our kids candy but give it to others who may be in need - that seems a little off too deosn’t it?
peace
leigh
ps
but i do get it…you are eatting it all!! oh the things we do for kids!