Halloween and Costumes

Today is Halloween, the holiday I never really understood. Dressing up, yes, I absolutely understand that. Anyone who ever knew me before the age of 14 knew that I spent most of my time looking like this: 

This is me heading to a Victorian Tea- duh!

This is me dressed colonial style at a Revolutionary War battleground

This is Me, Deba's head, David, and Joe camping Colonial style

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Yes, I occasionally donned trashbags and yes, I thought I looked AWESOME.

I loved dressing up as a kid and pretending to live in pilgrim times, colonial times, or World War II Europe. To me, living in those times meant adventure and a way of life that seemed waaay more interesting than just being a one of nine home-schooled kids living in a cabin in the middle of the woods. 

So I got dressing up, but whether it was because I wasn't ever allowed to trick or treat or because the one time my sister took cookies to our neighbor he cocked his shot gun on the front porch and scared her away, I never really got wanting to be freaked out or the give-me-candy thing. Anyway, tonight I'm going to hand out candy for the first time and see if I can develop a new perspective!