Judging by the replies I received to my Halloween post (you know, the one where I was like, am I ruining my kid’s childhood if I skip Halloween until he learns better), I’m not the only one out there who’s had this question. The consensus seems to be that no, I am not going to ruin his childhood. Yay! Most of you said that unless a toddler has older siblings or cousins around to talk up Halloween, or if they go to a preschool or daycare that encourages kids to dress up, or if the parents are both really into Halloween, there’s no need to get into it with a kid who doesn’t know any better. I also really like Electradaddy’s method of introducing trick or treating to his three year old twins, which was that they were allowed to go to 10 houses and if they remembered to say thank you at each one, they got to go to one last house as a special treat. (As an aside, doesn’t everyone really like Electradaddy? I feel like he’s always there with an encouraging word for everyone, and has a nice talent of voicing a difference in opinion in a friendly, non-judgmental way. The Internet could take a tip or two from this guy.)
Anyway, seeing as how we don’t hand out candy because we live in an apt building and his preschool doesn’t mark Halloween in any way, I was all set to get off scot-free this year. Much like thetravelinggentleman, I planned on enjoying these last costume-free years and making up for it in years to come with elaborate home-made, creative costumes. Then my husband came home and was like, you are crazy, I’m getting him a costume.
It looks like Milo is going to be a dinosaur. One can only hope that he’ll walk around the neighborhood singing the “dinosaur poooooop!” song. Make me proud, son.