I realize our family and friend photo album looks a little odd at Halloween. With masks and painted faces, costumes of all sorts, and shenanigans galore, we tend to act a bit out of character. Isn’t that what Halloween costume parties are all about – a chance to become – for a few hours – a cherished dream, a haunting nightmare, or a mythical personage of ones’ imagination? Adults are supposed to stand aside, and watch their children participate in this fascinating and fantastical ritual, but I just can’t help myself! The temptation is too great! I want to be a princess, too! Or, possibly, a super star, or the queen of some magical land. I must admit that the older I get, the more enticing the inducement to venture into the play-land of Halloween imagination. It’s only for a few hours – a chance to be a child again, along with your own children. The memories of our own childhood Halloween’s come alive as we, once again, pretend. Sometimes it’s fun to be a little foolish, a little daring, and what better time than a Halloween party to become that famous race car driver you’ve always admired, or that big pink bunny rabbit that your kids love, or that astronaut, fireman, or ugly green creature…
Winter Secret Series
Thursday, October 29, 2015
We're not too weird...
I realize our family and friend photo album looks a little odd at Halloween. With masks and painted faces, costumes of all sorts, and shenanigans galore, we tend to act a bit out of character. Isn’t that what Halloween costume parties are all about – a chance to become – for a few hours – a cherished dream, a haunting nightmare, or a mythical personage of ones’ imagination? Adults are supposed to stand aside, and watch their children participate in this fascinating and fantastical ritual, but I just can’t help myself! The temptation is too great! I want to be a princess, too! Or, possibly, a super star, or the queen of some magical land. I must admit that the older I get, the more enticing the inducement to venture into the play-land of Halloween imagination. It’s only for a few hours – a chance to be a child again, along with your own children. The memories of our own childhood Halloween’s come alive as we, once again, pretend. Sometimes it’s fun to be a little foolish, a little daring, and what better time than a Halloween party to become that famous race car driver you’ve always admired, or that big pink bunny rabbit that your kids love, or that astronaut, fireman, or ugly green creature…
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