Halloween
is so much more stressful now that I’m a grown up with a grown up job (and a
grown up commute to go with)! I’ve
always loved Halloween. Maybe it’s the
theatre person in me, but I just loved putting on a fun costume and going
around trick or treating when I was a kid.
When Aaron and I bought our house a couple years ago, I was so excited
at the idea of having trick or treaters come to the house and handing out candy
to them! Up to that point in my adult
life, I had lived in apartments that saw little to no trick or treaters. But it’s hard to get home in time to actually
hand out candy! When I did the young
adult Halloween thing throughout my twenties – going to West Hollywood and
walking amongst the throngs of people, going to parties where half of the girls
(including myself) copied Mean Girls and wore lingerie and mouse ears (“I’m a
mouse, duh!”) – it was fine because those parties would last all night. It didn’t matter how late we got off work
because we knew the party would still be going when we got there.
This
year, I was definitely ready to embrace my role as new mom, but nervous about
getting home in time. Let me start by
saying, I just love babies in
costumes. I think one of the cutest
images ever is that of a baby dressed up in some cuddly costume. One of the bonuses to having had so many
friends have kids this year was the influx of costumed babies in my facebook
feed. I was so excited at the idea of
putting Guinevere in her little giraffe costume and taking her to our neighbors
for “trick or treating.” I use quotation
marks bc I definitely did not want to collect any candy from our neighbors –
really just wanted to show off my cute baby.
Unfortunately,
traffic did not want to cooperate. This
is where the extra stressful part of Halloween rears its ugly head. I’m not sure what time trick or treating
starts, but I seem to remember from my childhood that it begins somewhere
around twilight and then continues until 8 or 9pm. I needed to leave work in time to pick up
Guinevere from daycare and be home in time for trick or treaters. I checked traffic online and it looked
horrendous, so I left work half an hour early.
An hour and a half later (i.e. the time I was supposed to be picking G
up from daycare) I was not even on the freeway!
LA traffic is usually bad, but this was ridiculous! I could have walked to the freeway faster. All I could think about was my poor baby and
how much I just wanted to be home with her in her costume. I finally picked her up at daycare two hours
after leaving work. Then, on the way
home from daycare, one of the major intersections that I usually cross was
closed, so we had to make a rather large detour just to get home. In all, it took me two and a half hours to
get home! I pulled up to our house in
time to see a wave of trick or treaters bypass my house because we had no
decorations up.
Once
home, I put out the large pumpkin that we purchased at the pumpkin patch over
the weekend. Unfortunately, I hadn’t had
time to carve the pumpkin , so I just set it out whole. Maybe I’ll make pumpkin pie or pumpkin bread
or something with it since it’s not all gross from being used as a jack o
lantern. I had been meaning to carve the
pumpkin yesterday or Monday evening, but Aaron has been working late for the
past couple days, and by the time I put Guinevere to bed each night, I was so
exhausted, I just went to bed too.
Anyway, I put Guinevere in her little costume and then put the bowl of
candy out on the porch while I took her over to the neighbors. After 15 minutes of the neighbors “ooh”ing
and “aah”ing over her, I was pleasantly surprised that the bowl was still
relatively full when we returned.
In
all, it was a fun, if quiet and short Halloween. I think the moral of the story is that next
year I will take a vacation day or a half-day on Halloween. I don’t want to be rushing home like that
ever again!
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| Me and my baby! |
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| G's giraffe costume |
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| My cute little giraffe! |



Isn't it crazy how different holidays are now? But Guinevere looks PRECIOUS in her costume!
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