All in all it was a great weekend. But, like every “holiday” weekend, there is a melacholy at the end of it all. Inevitably, along the way, a child’s expectations weren’t exactly met. The boy who dresses as Link from Zelda who was initally so excited by his costume with the sword and shield from a castle in France couldn’t find the sword the day of the party. The Cinderalla girl who only wants to be a princess, noticed the cheap store-bought costume splitting at the seams, and the husband who completely forgot about the party left his blue Dexter gloves on the countertop. I was thrilled with my costume that was suggested to me by a blog reader….a box of Franzia–was awesome and dispensed cheap wine. The boy was sick on Halloween day so missed the soccer playoffs. By later in the afternoon he was up for trick or treating (surprised??) but couldn’t find his dearest friend. He eventually did, which made things a LOT better.
The big disappointment of the day was the pamphlet that we got from a local home that talked about how bad Islam is. I thought of linking to the pamphlet here, so that people could see how this racist and heinous group represented Islam, but I am sure they track their web site visits and relish in the post halloween rise in Web traffic. I was sad and ashamed that this morning my husband found this booklet in the trick or treat bag, and so happy that my son doesn’t have enough interest in reading to have glanced at the pamphlet. I was also happy that our friends and neighbors tried to warn us about the pamphlet…my husband simply forgot. This family should be ashamed, Proselytizing to children????? Next year we will remember to stay away from the home that believes my family are a bunch of terrorists. Or, we could be incredibly bold and dress like what they think we are. “TRICK OR TREAT!!!”