mommy guilt

i was feeling a little guilty about neglecting halloween. we bought the kids pumpkins, but i had decided not to take the kids trick or treating based on kate's reaction to seeing people dressed in costumes last year. it was ugly.

she pronounced the man dressed as a gorilla to be a terrible, tremendous, horrible, horrendous thing.

she grabbed me around the neck with a choke hold and refused to let me go.

it was like i had a barnacle attached to me.

i felt bad for scaring her to pieces.

so no trick or treat until she gets a better grip on real vs pretend.

therefore we skipped giving out candy today and i thought we were out of the woods.

wrong.

so some kids dressed up ignored all of our signals and rang our doorbell.

you'd a thought satan himself had stopped by.

kate thought they were clowns.

did i mention kate hates clowns? (she gets it from me.)

well we told the "clowns" (or satan) we had no candy and they left.

kate's now in therapy for post traumatic trick or treat disorder.