
Well . . . probably not. And before we get troll-smacked, let me clarify. I certainly didn’t mean to imply that the pagan ritual of Halloween could ever replace the sweet Jesus-y goodness of Christmas. I was just pondering the two holidays from a secular perspective. Really.
It’s just that I don’t ever remember Halloween being such a
huge deal when I was a kid. Sure, we had trick-or-treating, a school Halloween parade, and “It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.” It was fun, but simple.
This year, it’s not even Halloween night yet and my kids have been wriggling in and out of those costumes all week. Two school parties. Trick-or-treating at the zoo’s annual Pumpkin Bash. “Halloween Hoopla” at the local Boys and Girls Club. And on Sunday, daytime trick-or-treating from the stores on our neighborhood’s main street. Oh, and actual door-to-door trick-or-treating that night (if the kids aren’t too exhausted and their costumes aren’t completely trashed by then).
Not to mention all the non-costumed fun earlier in the month – pumpkin patch field trips, a family outing to Remlinger Farms harvest festival, and multiple window-shopping pilgrimages to our favorite local Halloween stores. There’s a whole Halloween
season now. Just like Christmas. All that’s missing is the pumpkin carols.
And the shopping. And the cross-country flight to visit the east coast relatives. And the winter weather. Could it be . . . do I like Halloween
better than Christmas? It’s never been my favorite. I
hate being scared. I’m not a big fan of dressing up. I’ll take “Jingle Bell Rock” over “Monster Mash” any day of the week. And candy’s okay, but it’s got nothing on pumpkin pie or Friendly’s Jubilee Roll.
But Halloween is the only one of the Big Three holidays that we spend in our own home. It’s the only major holiday that’s completely open for us to establish our own little nuclear family rituals and traditions. Is that why I’ve been dragging my costumed young ’uns to every event with “Boo” or “Pumpkin” in the title this week? Is that why I spent my summer lovingly tending my very first backyard pumpkin patch? Is that why Mr. Black and I broke into the bag of mini-Snickers tonight? (Okay, scratch that last one.)
I don’t think Halloween could ever replace that “Christmas morning” anticipation, or the incomparable joy of seeing my parents, my sisters, my kids, and their cousins gathered around the tree all Norman-Rockwell-like. But I love the idea of reclaiming Halloween as
our holiday – the holiday we celebrate right here in our little community of choice.
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