Halloween crash — Mommy Daze

HalloweenCrashLike most major holidays, there seems to be a crash for my family when Halloween is over, and I'm not just talking a sugar crash.

The are weeks of preparation. We put up decorations, plan and put together costumes, visit numerous fall festivals and pumpkin patches, and it all leads up to one glorious night where, as a family, we go out and pretend to be other people. It's exhilarating, yet exhausting!

My oldest son had a blast staying in character as the Incredible Hulk the whole time we were trick-or-treating, using his gravely Hulk voice at every door and passer-by on the street. My youngest would strike his Spiderman pose, shooting imaginary webs from his fingers. Even our dog, Bert, dresses up every Halloween, and this year he was “Batdog” to go along with our super hero costume theme. He was thrilled, as you can imagine.

As my husband and I stood on the street, watching our two big boys run up to the doors for their much anticipated candy hand-outs, I got sappy, of course. How is it already Halloween night? How is it our boys are up there, on their own, ringing doorbells already? Wasn't it just yesterday when we walked this same neighborhood with James, aka “baby shark,” snug in our arms? Or Luke all cozy in his “Curious George” baby monkey costume?

For me holidays like Halloween are extra tiring. I tend to go on an emotional rollercoaster each year, excited one minute at how big my kids are and that they're getting more into all the festivities, and then suddenly sad that they're not little enough to hold or pose for funny pictures inside carved out pumpkins. Happy, sad, happy sad. It's exhausting!

So after a late night of lugging heavy pumpkin buckets around my in-law's neighborhood, we all climbed into our pajamas, packed up the Halloween goodie bags and bat shaped cookies from Grandma, and headed home. It wasn't long before we heard the sound of snoring from the backseat. I reached over and snagged a Snickers from the pumpkin bucket sitting on the seat next to me and enjoyed the quiet ride home.

I know that the following days will be spent pulling down fake cobwebs, peeling spider stickers off windows and packing up the plethora of Halloween crafts that have been cluttering my kitchen table and counters for weeks. I yawned just thinking about it.

Exhausted, but happy, I drove home, thinking about what Thanksgiving crafts we can make next week.

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Mandy Watts is a stay-at-home mom who lives in Crownsville with her husband, Justin, who runs their family business, and their two sons, 4-year-old James and 3-year-old Luke.