Halloween
Now they're just "for kids."
Chase away salespeople... and maybe everyone else
Yellow, orange and white perfection.
Hoowwwlllloween.
WHAT'S HAPPENING
No. No. No. And NO.
At 6:34 p.m., your mom buckles you into the back of the Range Rover. She drives to the first neighbor's house and waits in front of it until precisely 6:37 p.m., when she gives you permission to unbuckle and go up to the first door.
Halloween is a time for candy, costumes and the Charlie Brown cartoon special, but how did it become this way?
I thought it was all about big boys, who should have known better, shaking me down for candy. Then again, some things don't make sense until you've lived them with your own child -- and not a moment sooner.