I have a lot to say about a lot of stuff. Much of it is much more meaningful than what usually shows up on this blog. Easygoing posts are much easier to make – they require less thought and less humility. But hey, thinking and humility are two things I’m striving for so once I get a grip on what I’m trying to say, I’ll post it and hopefully it’ll be a blessing.
But in the meantime, here’s a few more trivial tidbits of stuff that makes me happy from last year.
See — I never got to trick or treat on Halloween when I was a kid. I’ve done the dress up thing and yeah, that’s all well and good. But last year I felt an instinctive and intrinsic need to experience the practice of trick or treating. As always, my friend Chuck was there to support and share the journey of discovery with me.
Thankfully, we live with a number of families who around 8:00 at night can be counted upon to be in their rooms putting their loving children to sleep. We came to see them as our prime targets. In order to make sure that my first trick or treating experience was satisfying, we sent around this email to prepare the hearts of our Home members.
Jules and I, as you know, did not have a traditional childhood. We never got to celebrate Halloween the way God intended it to be celebrated.
All that to say, we’ll be shadowing your doorway on the night of October 31’st, in full costume, baskets in hand, waiting….nay…yearning for that joyful moment when all our childhood dreams will come true.
And if not.
We’ll toilet paper your doorway.
Much love,
Chuck and Jules
The night arrived and we commenced. We tried to project ourselves back into our childhoods and costumed as we felt we would have dressed at around age eight – a ballerina and princess, respectively.
The first door we knocked on was in and of itself, a reward. Just look at the happy faces. We also scored some awesome sugarless popsicles from these guys.
The next door was slightly less rewarding in that Doehler felt that sunflower seeds was all he could spare.
These guys were fully satisfactory. We scored real, unhealthy candy.
I’m not sure if there was full understanding of what we were trying to do by the child at this door. But she was a good sport and was, in the end, convinced to give us candy.
Here is where we encountered a challenge. But it was a challenge we quickly rose to. A certain someone who shall remain nameless for the shame that still abides with him did not come to the door. After repeated knockings he stuck his head out and told us in so many words to scamper off. We responded like so:
As you can see, it was a rewarding teamwork effort that left us with mixed emotions. And here are the cumulative fruits of our labors.
All in all, I felt it was a healthy sampling of what it’s like to trick or treat and my character is now that much more rounded out for having experienced it. I would definitely recommend it to anyone who hasn’t tried it yet.
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what’s even more hilarious is the documentary of “the making of it”) A real treat! 
