Fall, Harvest, Fall-o-ween

I didn’t get to go trick-or-treating as a kids. My parents didn’t want us to be any part of what seems to them to be the Devil‘s Day.

With our kids we try a different approach, we don’t try to get into it that much, but allow them to carve pumpkins, dress up, and shake down the neighbors for candy. It’s hardly different than any other time of the year, really.

What do you think about this “holiday”, or do you have a great childhood memory you can share?

Here’s one:

Freshman year at college, and I had known my roommate just a short time. Halloween is BIG at college campuses–one reason may be because it’s one of the few holidays where most of the students stay at school. There’s trick-or-treating, dressing up, parties…you get the idea.

My roommate went out to get candy with a friend. Clearly that girl was Raggedy Ann. I saw Jen dressed up in a black and white pattern, so I said, “Are you a cow?” She just glared at me and said, “No! I’m a Dalmatian.” Whoops. #fail