Last year I ignored Halloween. I figured the kids were a little young and with a newborn in the house I didn’t have the energy to do anything out of the ordinary. So I just pretended it wasn’t happening, no costumes, no pumpkin lantern, no trick or treating and no spooky stories. Which was fine, until they came home from school and kindy, bursting with excitement about Halloween. All their friends were going trick or treating. All their friends had halloween costumes. It wasn’t a great night. I felt like a big giant exhausted bah humbug, and the kids oozed disappointment (frankly bordering on despair) when they realised I wasn’t going to change my mind and schlep around the neighbourhood demanding sweets.
This year I am embracing the festivities. I seems like a better plan. So we kicked things off at the weekend with a halloween party. The kids got to dress up, eat lots of treats, they even had a pumpkin lantern (which the man of the house tells me was actually quite hard work to carve). I fear they still want to go trick or treating tomorrow though…
A friend of ours arrived at the party with a rather fabulous pumpkin pie, making me wonder why I haven’t had more pumpkin pie in my life. I’m pretty happy to have the recipe to share, but even happier to have a friend who can whip one up.
Jane’s pumpkin pie