Monday, November 2, 2009

Halloween fun


FrankenMoosie



Well the ghosts and goblins and witches must have some pull with the weatherman because Halloween and the day after were probably the nicest days we've had all month. Absolutely perfect for trick or treating and the Cowgirl was able to head out clad only in her superhero finery.

Before Cowgirl came into our lives, the husband and I were not sure we were cut out for kids. But I vividly remember a Halloween when a dad came to our door with his little bumblebee of a daughter and after they left, my husband turned to me and said "I can't help but wonder if we aren't missing out on something." Thank goodness we saw the light because yes, Halloween through a child's eyes is an experience not to be missed. And this year, Cowgirl really got it. She had picked her costume out weeks ago and she never wavered from her decision (thankfully, this was not the case for her birthday party as she had insisted for months that we have it at Chuck E Cheeses; at the last minute, she succumbed to my pressure to have it at the pumpkin patch.)

We seem to be on a superhero kick as last year she was Spiderman. This year she went as ... drum roll ...

Hong Kong Phooey!



From her perspective, this is the perfect costume: he's a dog, his kung fu is awesomeness and he is a superhero. What's not to love?

At every door, she waited in her best martial arts ready/fighting position. When she saw someone coming, she would start punching and kicking to demonstrate her fearsomeness. This did confuse some of the grandparents in the neighborhood who had no idea what she was supposed to be. But the hip daddies and moms knew and she made sure to announce to everyone "I'm Hong Kong Phooey!" often singing a couple of lines from the theme song. It was a sight to behold.

After a hour, her bag bulging with sugared goodies (some folks gave out whole candy bars - you know word spread in the neighborhood), her kung fu kicks a little lower, punches a tad slower and we shuffled home ready to wipe the grease paint from our noses. And you know, the whole time we were out I was giving thanks for every delicious, heart bursting, belly achingly delightful moment of it.





Saint-Exupéry was right: Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them. But thank goodness, they do because it is so much fun to experience the world through them.




2 comments:

  1. What would we do without them to explain things to us? Lovely costumes.

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