Originally Posted by jabbur
What do you remember about halloween when you were a kid? Costumes, trick or treat, parties, haunted houses? Did your neighborhood have that house no one would dare to go up to the door?...
One house we lived in was the house no one wanted to come to! I don't really remember it. It was a converted garage and was set back from the street. There was ivy and stuff growing around it and I guess looked scary as it got dark.
Something I don't remember, but my mom told me about, was when I was about six. We had gone trick-or-treating and were home in bed. I got up in my sleep, put the bedspread over my head, and I went into the living room and said, "trick or treat!"
When I was almost nine (my birthday is six days after Halloween) we had just moved to Independence, Missouri. We had very little money. We went as ghosts that year because all we had for costumes were some old sheets. My dad cut eye and nose holes for us, then he took us out to get candy. I don't remember a single thing except for one woman. When we got there she started fussing all over us, saying that our eye holes weren't big enough. She got scissors and cut half the face away! I was so mad! Of course I didn't say anything to her about it, but I was mad. If we had been out by ourselves, she might have been right to do that, but we were with our dad!
When my sister and I were 13 and 11, we lived in San Diego again. We were on the way home from the store, so we didn't have our costumes on yet, but our mom told us we could stop at the houses on the way home. We went to this one woman's house. She looked at us, said, "You're too old," and shut the door in our faces!
Many years later, when my daughter Nancy was nine, I dressed up as a little girl and she (who was obviously nine--she didn't look older) dressed as a pregnant woman. We got to one house (I wasn't trick-or-treating, of course, just walking with her) and this woman looked at Nancy, with her hugely bulging belly, and asked, "And what are you dressed as?" Sheesh!
I was the worst mom when it came to Halloween! Nancy would get tired and would want to stop, but I would say, "Don't you want to go to just a few more houses on this block?" She would finally agree. Then she would complain again that she wanted to go home, so I would say, "But look at all the houses on the other side of the street, on the way home! Don't you want to go to them?!" I was horrible! And when she had her first set of braces, I got to have all the things she couldn't have with braces! Bad mom!!!
P.S. I was just as bad about selling Girl Scout cookies. "Don't you want to make it to the next prize level?" LOL But she did sell more cookies than anyone in her troop!