So, i loves me some Halloween. Hey–i’m a witch. It’s one of our most holy sabbats. And, hello…Candy. DUH. (except for candy corn. Who eats that crap?)
For those of you who don’t know me, I should point out that since i’m a crafty gal, i’ve made Ben’s halloween costume every year. And yeah–i’m a bit of a praise whore in this arena because we’re not just talkin a sheet or a pair of jeans and a cowboy hat. I mean a COSTUME–the kind that make people gasp and “awww” and vomit praise, which i humbly admit FINALLY makes me feel like i’m a good mom. Yeah–i know. The whole “keeping him alive and growing” thing just isn’t enough.
Ok, sure, there’s a little autism mom jealousy here. There’s a lot of things my kid can’t do YET, and sometimes–especially around these kinds of holidays, the feats of his neuro-typical peers tend to drown out what he CAN do. So, is it wrong that i want him to have the BEST DAMN COSTUME EVER. no. No, its not.
This year is…well…it may not be happening for us.
See, everytime we mention halloween or trick or treat, or come across the freakishly frightening halloween section at Target, my little guy BURSTS into tears shouting “all done halloween! All DONE!”
Yeah–i think the spooky/scary/creepy aspects of Halloween finally make sense to him this year and all hopes for a great candy haul have pretty much been put on hold.
I saw this coming last year when he was freaked out my by awesome halloween door wreath:
But also–last year he got spooked. Every year we go over to his “Auntie’s” house and go trick or treating with her kids since she lives in an actual suburban neighborhood with front doors visible and no massive hills to climb. And last year, walking by one house, something popped out of the ground with a steamy “SWISH!” and scared the Be-Je-Sus out of him, and frankly, i don’t think he’s ever forgotten it.
Halloween also marks the first school function where the parents come and watch them parade around and then they beat the hell out of pinata. The pinata he likes. The rest can apparently suck it.
So perhaps my current fall ennui has to do with the fact that for the first time i am NOT making him a massively amazing and jealousy-inducing costume, and am instead planning on volunteering to be the candy passer-outer at “auntie’s” house. Because Ben loves to answer the door. That much has NOT changed.
(and yes, i will have a back-up costume at the ready in case there are any last minute mind changing events. Not that this is super common in the Autism world, but rule #1 of an Autism mom–be prepared. Or is it always bring a flask? i forget)