Brother-Bug’s breakfast conversation the day after Halloween went something like this:
BB: Mama, did you see that Snow White came trick-or-treating to our house last night?
Me: I did see her. Do you think it was a kid in a costume, or the real Snow White?
BB: Oh, I think it was the real Snow White. (Pensive pause to eat some breakfast…) But Mama, why do you think Snow White didn’t dress up?
|Our Captain Hook. Arrrrr.|
We had a typical (for our family) Halloween. The thing about Halloween that makes me a little crazy is that it is also Samhain for those of us of the Pagan persuasion. This means we try to meaningfully combine a deeply sacred day with the conventional secular mayhem. I finish the day feeling more than a little frazzled…and not just from all the sweeties!
I love Halloween. Costume making and dressing up give me no end of delight.
|Me and my Raggedy Ann. That was my Ann dress when I was 2.|
I also think that in our quest for simplicity, healthful food, and minimizing consumption, there are times when we let that go. I want the kids to learn that we are mindful of our choices, and occasionally we choose to ignore the corn-syrup and gobble up sweeties after bedtime to our hearts delight.
For me, Halloween is a good example of a favorite quote:
Everything in moderation, including moderation. (Oscar Wilde)
On the other side, I really want this day to have less stress, less craziness, less trying to jam it all in. This is one of my favorite sacred days and I grieve that it is do rushed.
I have no solutions at this time, but want to think about it over the next year, as I thought about the errands and housekeeping schedule. As I think about our simplifying. Here is a place it is deeply needed. I just don’t know quite what I want to do…