(photo: Elaborate displays like this are not uncommon in the suburbs)
It was Caroline's first Halloween adventure and she, as Dora, was ready. Joined by Isabella, Maria, Demetra and Peg, Caroline warmed up for some serious trick-or-treatage. She rehearsed lines from her favorite Dora episode "Berry Hunt" and danced around the kitchen island to the Dora theme song, pretending to be chased by Swiper the Fox. Paulie had no interest in partaking this year.
(photo: If you try to put that monkey suit on me, I'll scream, I mean it, I'll scream)
In the burbs, Halloween is taken very, very seriously. Homes are decked. Some, tastefully, with elaborately carved jack-o-lanterns glowing along the walksways. Others not-so-tastefully with motion-sensored electric witches whose eyes light up and shriek when someone walks by.
(photo: Gimme a KitKat)
The pumpkins that I had oh-so-artfully placed on my front stairs were half-eaten by some forest-dwelling creature last week. I purchased an artificial jack-o-lantern at Stop & Shop and placed it in the window, but its ultra-low-wattage bulb barely glowed and filled our house with the aroma of an electrical fire.
All did not matter as we were on a mission. Caroline and Isabella (Sleeping Beauty) became intoxicated by the sound of candy falling into their treat buckets and vowed to hit every well-lit home on the street...and they did. I was also on a mission of my own, having been asked by James to identify the "elderly" people who may be moving out of the neighborhood soon.
(photo: I think they ran out of candy, Bella. Let's get some TP and deeestroy this place!)
James was happy to learn that several people in the neighborhood fit this profile. Not only have a few of our neighbors surpassed the adult-active community stage, but several look like they may drop dead at any moment. Homes in the neighborhood could be up for sale very soon, perhaps for some South Shore bound pals.