One of my favorite Halloween memories is of the time I took my two-year old son Charlie trick or treating and he thought every costumed person we saw was the real thing.
Imagine waking up from your afternoon nap and finding Power Rangers and Ninja Turtles walking up and down your very own street! And then getting to mingle with them as you collect a plastic pumpkin full of candy!
Such magic! Such joy! Such a Happy Halloween!
This year, Charlie and his wife Tara have been getting to experience exactly that kind of Halloween joy with their own two-year old, our little New Jersey bagel, Margo.
So magical for them were those days leading up to Halloween that they required three costumes. (Not really. Charlie just has always really loved Halloween. For a good chunk of his adulthood, he hosted Halfway to Halloween parties at which he wore elaborate costumes. This year, he turned all that Halloween enthusiasm to his little mini me.)
Margo opened the week with a spot-on Hannah Montana ensemble, she followed that with a more practical Spider-Gwen costume and, finally, our little Talking Heads fan dressed as David Byrne.
Of course, we loved them all. We especially loved the Jack O’Lantern grin she wore as she modeled each costume.
I love the way Halloween magic stretches across the miles and through the generations.
We could all use a little reciprocal joy these days.
Happy Halloween from Charlie, Margo and me, three generations of costume-loving, pumpkin-carving, candy-sharing goofballs who really enjoy the day.
We hope you do too.
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