There are many things I love about living in a place with four distinctive seasons.
But one of my favorite activities of the fall-time is to take my kids trick-or-treating.
Growing up my Dad would take us out on Halloween and my Mom would stay at home and pass out candy. She still enjoys being prepared for the passing out of candy.
Since I grew up in the desert, there were only a handful of times that I had to worry about being cold.
I'll never forget that year back in the late 80's when my youngest brother was a California Raisen for Halloween. His costume was a brownish-black garbage bag, some white gloves, and a pair of dark sunglasses. It was awesome!
All that to say, The Raisin looked great, but by the end of the night he was so warm under all that plastic he was glad to take it off.
I was reminded of this two years ago when we were stationed in Almost Mexico (a phrase stolen from Stephanie J!). I took the kids out to trick-or-treat while wearing shorts and a t-shirt.
You can imagine the contrast when I experienced my first Halloween here in North Carolina. I walked in a neighborhood with real leaves crunching under my feet, the chill air blowing gently on my face. The kids were in costumes on top of many layers of clothing. But what surprised me most of all was the smell of fall in the air.
I was shocked that the air actually smelled of fall-time. I love that....
Seriously, its like the books I read when I was young...only I get to walk within the pages. Amazing.
What is you favorite part of the fall season. If fall is not your thing: what was your favorite costume as a kid?