My earliest memories of Halloween are captured in the photos of the
four of us, taken by our front door as we headed out for a night of
trick-or-treating. As an adult, I still would "dress up" for Halloween,
and once, as a green Christmas Tree, even won a costume contest. But these
adult celebrations could not match the joy I feel each Halloween since
becoming a mother. For our first Halloween together, I made Dasha a hulu
skirt out of a headband and green string. She wore a shirt with a Hawaiian
print on top. She did the hula all over daycare! The next year was a bad
year for Halloween, in fact it was a bad year for everything! Hence, the
sad clown. By her third year, she had begun to get into the Halloween
spirit and really liked being Poh, her favorite Telletubbie. At age 4, she
was the cutest little witch you ever saw. This year, we are busily working
on a "cowgirl" costume.
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