It’s time you knew: I don’t like Halloween.
I know, I know, Halloween is the time of frivolity, when kids can dress up as the monsters who scare them sleepless the rest of the year, or as the beautiful fairy princess/dynamic super hero their parents claim them to be. It’s a time to express your imagination to co-workers, to bring out your inner mad scientist or rock star, to simply walk around the neighborhood getting reacquainted with your neighbors.
I actually liked Halloween as a kid, even once I was too old to go begging for candy myself. I delighted in handing treats to the little ones who came to the door, to hear their jokes and songs, to see their cute little faces light up greedily when I invited them to take another Snicker bar.
But when I became a parent, my perspective changed dramatically. Suddenly the idea of…
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