Hi, My Name is Kate, and I'm a Halloween Hater
OK, I know I will receive a lot of bashing over this one since I know as a mom I'm supposed to get all enthusiastic for my kids when they want to dress up and go get sugared up on some high fructose corn syrup, but I'm not. I Hate Halloween. All this hub-bub over deciding what your costume will be, then fighting people in line for the last size 5 Superman costume, putting up decorations, and dealing with the anxiety after the sugar high wears off is for the birds.
Last year, while I was 7 months pregnant, I built my son a train out of a big cardboard box and decorated it like Thomas The Train. Oh, how Martha Stewart of me, right? That was before the baby was born, when I really did have spare time. And so I was banking on the fact that he would want to be Thomas again since he has been Thomas for the past 3 consecutive Halloween's, but this year, he was dead set on Superman. I have nothing against it, and we actually lucked out with finding the custome, albeit after dealing with the crowds, but it all just seems like a bunch of non-sensical crap to me. I know we're all supposed to feel silly, and act silly and be wicked, etc., but it all just seems a little weird to me. Last night we carved the pumpkins, which is actually something I do enjoy, but all this other stuff that comes along with Halloween, I can do without.
And now the forecast says it it supposed to rain tonight. Lovely...