October 5, 2011
his issue of OV Parent Magazine is packed full of "news you can use" - from health tips to book reviews (for parents and kids) to humor columns to thoughtful features. I hope you are able to take a few minutes in your busy schedule to peruse the pages and find something useful for you and your family.
Halloween can be a tricky time of year for families with young children. I remember when my daughter, Emma, was a baby, and I really wanted to dress her in a costume. That's so irrational, I thought to myself, because I couldn't imagine taking a 7-month-old trick-or-treating. I just had to dress up the little munchkin, though, so we just went to Grandma's to show off her cuteness and took some pictures. The next year, I made her into a newspaper fairy, complete with newsboy hat, newsprint-covered wings and a rolled up newspaper as a wand. She wore that get-up to her music class that year, and of course I strutted her around the office (which is located in the Wheeling Newspapers building). My sister also got her a Ladybug costume that year from Old Navy, so I broke down and took her trick-or-treating in that - but only to the six or so houses on our street that participate. My husband and I shamelessly gobbled up her gleanings.
The next year was a really difficult year because 1) Emma was 2 1/2 and easily frightened, and 2) she had by now discovered the joys of sugar. Her older cousin scared her to death in a Scream mask - 2-year-olds, poor things, just don't have the ability to grasp the concept that a person is still the same person after they put on a mask. And every time we went to a house, she was spooked and then wanted to eat the treats she had been given before she exited the porch. Lots of tears that year.
Three and 4 have been the most fun ages so far for Halloween. She was Cinderella at 3 and Jessie from "Toy Story" at 4. And thank goodness, she's still been young enough that once she gets her candy home, we can put it up and ration it out. Both years we have ended up throwing out at least a pound of candy by the time Easter rolled around.
This year, Emma actually wants to be something scary - a vampire. I really don't like the idea of dressing her as a blood-sucking member of the legions of the undead, but I haven't told her that. I am going with the flow because I know she thinks it's just good clean fun. And to her, it really is. (Besides, I tell everyone, there is an element of authenticity to her choice, considering I've been known to bemoan - in jest of course - that she sucks the life out of me!)
When we passed by the costumes at Wal-Mart the other day, though, I couldn't resist pointing out the b