When your children leave home weird things happen. Some days Mr.P and I act like teenagers; giddy that we have the house all to ourselves. Some days we're so busy I forget that E is off at college. But when it comes to days like Halloween, which my children love, I really miss them. There are no costumes to make, parties to throw, or giggles and screams to listen to. So this is where I found myself today.
When it came time for Ms.B's weekly 'bath' and grooming session, I was missing the kids. A light bulb went off and I remembered I had made little Halloween hats for my pumpkin boo bags. I just knew they would fit Ms.B perfectly. I quickly hot glued some ribbon to one of the hats, grabbed my camera and tied this little witches hat to Ms.B. Isn't she cute?
When I started missing the kids today, I began to dig through old photos of past Halloweens. In 2008, E wanted to have an old fashioned Halloween party. After she and her friends went Trick or Treating they ended up at our house. I had a big pot of Creamy Corn and Bacon Chowder ready and waiting for them, along with all sorts of snacks. They made s'mores in the backyard and even bobbed for apples! After a few scares from Mr.P, they headed down the street to TP a friend's house. A few scary movies later, E and her friends were up ALL night! Mr.P and I also had friends over—we had a houseful of Halloween goers—it was great fun!
Jared, along with Amy—his future wife—started the fire for the girls.
Visiting, laughing, roasting marshmallows!
FIRE! This is an 8th grade E!
Mr.P loves his marshmallows black. I do too!
E finally got an apple!
I couldn't find the girls, and it was quiet—sometimes not a good thing.
I found them talking in my bathroom.
Mr.P decided to scare them by scratching on the bathroom window—they ran out of there fast!
Wearing masks to TP the neighbor's house—the popular boy at school!
They used my good Charmin! That wasn't cheap my friends!
So surreal—Callie is now married!
I miss their laughter in the house. But children grow up and move on, and that is how it should be. So for the time being I will enjoy my time alone with Mr.P and the fat cat and dream of grandbabies!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN Y'ALL!
THE DOMESTIC CURATOR