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Favorite Halloween Tradition - What's Yours?

Happy Halloween! Well, it's a day late because I was enjoying Halloween. However, that makes me wonder - what's your Favorite Halloween Tradition? Is it traveling from neighborhood to neighborhood to trick-or-treat? Is it decorating your home with decorations such as spider webs? Is it pumpkin carving after your family and you picked one out from the patch?


Favorite Halloween Tradition - What's Yours?

As you can imagine, mine has changed over the course of my life. My current favorite Halloween tradition is creating my costume versus buying a pre-set one. This year was a last-minute, 11th hour decision to be Woody from Toy Story. Even though it wasn't a perfect duplicate, I think it received more compliments (props, LOL) because it was original, and my own creativity instead of someone's manufactured idea. Several friends and coworkers asked how I did it, which I thought was odd. With a Google Search History that'll read rather funny, I downloaded an image of Woody as my visual aide.

Then?

Actioned the plan I had in the palm of my hand in the form of a downloaded picture on my iPhone. It quickly became my favorite Halloween tradition - or at least going forward.

Until recently, my favorite tradition was to pass out candy to the door knockers. Whether it's the children or the parents of children, my heart would quicken at the knock of the down, and the chime from them, "Trick or treat!"

Another tradition that been two years running, is rocking a corn maze. Last year at the Thomas Family Farm the weather was nasty: rainy and windy therefore muddy and cold. This year it was dry and sunny for a few hours on a rare Saturday I had off from Costco. Much better result! We were able to complete, and my sister collected more coins than I did as we competed in the maze.

We would, or at least I would, love to know what's your favorite tradition(s)! Did I list it already? Or do you have an idea that could inspire others? Please comment below!

Mic drop *bOoM*
'los; out

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