Back row: Nanny holding Will and G'Daddy
Front row: Cameron, Jack and Jordan
But oh, my. It's the truth.
I remember feeling overwhelmed on many Halloweens with so much to do between getting everyone dressed up and cooking our traditional chili and cornbread and having the whole family over which meant additional cleaning and serving. Chuck would pull in to the driveway when it was about time to eat. I could never relax and enjoy it. At the time.
And today...we bought the candy, I'm making the chili and cornbread but there are no trick-or-treaters to get dressed and fed in a rushed frenzy before trick-or-treating. And I have all the time in the world.
And it's not so fun.
And this picture makes me miss my daddy who dressed up in a prison suit on Halloween, 1990, because just a few weeks before he locked himself out of his house and was trapped between the security gate and front door. He was trapped in a little area for hours. When he saw this prison costume at a Walgreen's he knew he had to have it. His humor was subtle.
And I miss those babies.
Sorry for the melancholy.
I really don't allow myself to feel too much pity but something washed over me when I found this picture. Because....(I'm slapping myself).... it does seem like it was just yesterday.
The melancholy could also be brought on by low blood sugar this morning. Chuck bought about 6 huge bags of candy and we got in to one of them last night.