OK, last post about this party – promise. (Maybe. It was SO FUN.) In these shots, you can see what we did with the decor, which went way further than last year’s. My son had requested that the “whole house” be spooky, as opposed to concentrating our efforts in one space, and…ok, so that sounded a little intimidating, because I’ve never been one of those people who has a massive bin of, like, skeleton cats and spiderweb bowls in their garage. But one trip to Party City and one trip to the Dollar Store later?
Super spooky. (Or at least “semi-age-appropriately super spooky” – we wanted to mildly freak out the six-year-olds in attendance…as opposed to, you know, traumatizing them. I still remember the misty coffin that my neighbor set up in a faraway courtyard of our apartment building, and it still haunts my dreams, THIRTY YEARS LATER. That was not the goal.)
What I had the most fun with were all the little touches that we placed all over the house: A “brain” (cauliflower) in an apothecary jar; a rubber heart floating in a covered soup pot; a mouse tucked into the popcorn bowl; little lollipop ghosts cuddling up on a mirror. And the bloody hands! I love those. My children have, of course, already destroyed them, as they are wont to do with squishy things (other examples include every atom of Play-Doh that has ever entered our home, and all of my throw pillows).
So there you have it: I am now officially and forevermore a Halloween Person. (At least until my kids graduate, at which point I fully expect to turn back into a cat-ear-wearing scrooge.)
