With Halloween on a Sunday this year, we debated the level of involvement we were going to have with trick or treating. After all, we are trying to teach our children to honor the Sabbath day; however, we are also trying to instill in them a sense of community. So we decided to participate in the ward's trunk or treat, one of the local trick or treat at businesses, and a very limited trick of treat of our neighborhood (with our neighbors).
The boys had a ball. They picked their own costumes (A-- didn't get much of a choice).
S-- as Peter Pan (The Dave Barry and Ridley Pearson variety, complete with Tink sitting in her next in his hair. Of course, since he hasn't seen what that Peter looked like, him idea of Peter Pan was influenced by Disney.)
F-- as a ghost (he loved shouting "Boo" at people).
A-- as a really cute frog (you might recognize the costume from years past)
Me in my wonderful Nigerian Bride costume that my dear husband brought back from Spain.
All of us trick or treating at the businesses. It was touch and go for a while because F-- couldn't find his shoes (thus the stroller) and S-- was scared silly of the whole thing. He wouldn't walk by the strangers, ask them for candy or say thank you.
Until . . .
Spiderman came along and showed S-- that he didn't need to be scared. From this point on, S-- was on board with the whole trick or treating.
