There is something about Halloween that always makes me feel kind of like a kid. While I’ve never been much for the scary parts of Halloween, I have always looked forward to dressing up and eating candy.
Getting dressed up is one of my most favorite things on the planet and given the opportunity I will dress up scary, silly, fancy, or otherwise. Doesn’t matter. Themed parties were one of my favorite parts about college. I remember going to a Thanksgiving themed party once where I dressed up like a pilgrim and my husband (then boyfriend) went as Plymouth Rock. Seriously. Any excuse to dress-up and I was there.
When I look back at photos of my husband and I from Halloween it makes me feel nostalgic, but it also really doesn’t seem that long ago, even though we’ve been dating since we were teenagers.
This year as I was getting my daughter dressed up to try on her Halloween costume for her first year trick-or-treating, I couldn’t help but have one of those “Whoa! I’m a parent” moments. Do you ever have those?
Halloween always reminds me of my youth and care-free fun. Now Halloween is about Harvest parties and taking my daughter trick-or-treating. It suddenly hit me that I am a grown-up.
That might sound kind of stupid, since obviously I know I am a grown-up. But, I’m like a really real grown-up. I’m 29 and have a house and I drive a practical sedan and take my child trick-or-treating. Whaaaaa?!
I guess I always sort of feel a little like this when it comes to experiencing “firsts” with my daughter, but for some reason it’s really hit me this year. I honestly still remember my first Halloween here in Oregon as a California transplant. I remember dressing up in a ballet outfit with ballet slippers and being so bummed that it rained and I couldn’t wear them. I had to wear tennis shoes because I didn’t even own rain boots since it doesn’t really rain in California. I remember my parents trying so hard to make it fun still even though it wasn’t ideal. It seems like only yesterday. Seriously. And now I’m the parent. Getting my own kid dressed up in silly costumes and trying to make the experience fun for her.
I love every minute of experiencing all of these things as a parent, but I’m not sure it’ll ever not be a little weird.
Welcome to being a grown-up.
Lauren Hartmann is the founder of The Little Things We Do, a blog about life and adventures in Portland Oregon. Follow her on Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest and Instagram or catch up on all of her posts here on Babble.
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