10 years, 10 months.
While Nonna was inside the house, painting baby pumpkins with Nonna in the kitchen, you were outside in the front yard with Papa carving up our family’s official Jack-O-Lantern for this Halloween season.
Thanks to some cheap props from the dollar store, you two were able to make a really cool, and scary, Jack-O-Lantern for us to display out on our front porch.
And that carved pumpkin alone serves as the extent of our family’s Halloween decorations, despite being surrounded by neighbors, and neighborhoods, of just about every other house decked out in huge inflatables and plastic skeletons in their front yards!
9 years, 11 months.
One question that began circulating was whether Halloween would still be happening this year, because of Covid. Well, we took matters into our own hands at our house:
We had your 10th birthday a couple of weeks early, on Halloween, which just happened to be on a Saturday this year.
The entire party was outside/open air. Most of the time you and your dozen fellow 4th grade friends played out in the court.
The rest of the time was spent in our garage, with the garage door open; as we did some games and crafts, as well has served pizza and cake.
Oh, and Mommy and I went ahead and gave you your gift early too:
The new electric Razor dirt bike you have been wanting!
9 years, 11 months.
For many weeks now, we have been planning for your upcoming Halloween-themed birthday party. One of the games you came up with was “Dodgeball with a Giant Eyeball”.
Therefore, you and your sister have been sort of practicing in the living room after dinner while Mommy and I clean up the kitchen.
It’s especially funny because the inflatable eyeball is nearly as big as your sister!
I’ve already told you that I’ve predicted by the time that eyeball makes it through a game of dodgeball with a group of 10 year-old boys, it probably won’t be inflatable anymore!
8 years, 11 months.
I thought you were going to be a dinosaur this year for Halloween.
I say that because back earlier this year, you convinced Mommy to buy you a dinosaur costume for Halloween.
Ultimately, it became a play costume for you to scare your sister with when you play.
But when Halloween actually got close, you suddenly decided you wanted to be a ninja instead.
Mommy agreed to the idea, knowing that we had most of the clothing in your wardrobe already.
You had some apparent regrets, though. You asked Mommy the day before Halloween:
“Can we not do homemade costumes next year?”
7 years, 11 months.
It was supposed to start raining around dinner time on Halloween. I really hated that for you; that it would be nearly impossible to visit many houses on the one day each year we attempt to visit every neighbor in our neighborhood with their front porch light on.
Amazingly though, it was perfect weather outside; for any day of the year, actually.
It was about 66 degrees and the wind was barely blowing.
Not to mention, more neighbors were giving out candy this year, compared to the previous Halloweens we’ve lived in our neighborhood.
We literally visited every single house with the light on.
And when we got back to our own house, there was no room left in your bucket, even for another pack of Skittles.
Maybe your dinosaur costume scared them into giving you a little more candy this time?