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October 31, 2007


Bonnie Erickson

My son went one year as Ronald McDonald complete with a red yarn wig hand made at home! Red striped socks and all. I wish I had kept some of those costumes but as the kids got older, the costumes no longer fit and grandchildren seemed a long way away!

Linda Davis

When I was a kid, my sister and I used to find our costumes by going through a huge trunk of old stuff from the attic. Our costumes were always homemade and as I result I carried on the tradition with my son, Jeff but fancier. The neighbors looked forward to seeing how he would be dressed each year. My best effort was a velvet elephant with a wonderful stuffed trunk. Because he was one of the few kids with a homemade costume, he always got invited inside and got extra candy.

Bonnie Erickson

Teresa, I like it when they stop by also. Our first Halloween here had only 6 kids and we used to get 150+. I hate that some crazy people have made it unsafe for us to MAKE treats. The child with a child is tough to watch. So much responsibility when they should still be innocent and responsibility free. I also recognize that costumes can be expensive, but I know that costumes can be made from old clothes or paper bags and boxes. None of my costumes ever cost anything. I just got bombarded during a weak moment with several batches of kids with no manners and it got to me.

Teresa Boardman

I get what you are saying, but I like it when they stop by. Some have no costumes. Tonight I have to say that I talked to many teens. They said please and thank you, and I even got a yes m'am. One young man was maybe 15 and he had a baby with him. I think it might have been his son, something about the way he held the baby. He had a bag for the baby and one for himself. A child with a child.

Bonnie Erickson

The irony, Carole, is that our parents did not accompany us and we (at least I) would never have dared be ungrateful for a small roll of Smarties. Now, children are rude to the homeowner when they stand just 10 feet away from their parents! I don't get it at all!

Carole Cohen

Ah I see the muse is a tad disenchanted. I found myself sitting here with my mouth open as I read about the kids whining. I think some hot cider may be in order in St. Paul. One of my colleagues said today he stopped handing out anything once razor blades in apples appeared. Wonder if the old days were really as good as we crones remember them :-)

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