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Watching young families dressed in costume walking down main street today, I tried to recall how many times I dressed up while taking Noah trick or treating. Not much is the answer and when I did it had to be simple, almost imperceptible. How sad.

I felt proud of those mom’s I saw today in full witches costume standing beside their kids. How did it feel to Noah, alone in his make believe, next to a non-believer? He, a two-headed dinosaur, and his mother – just her plain old self. Todd loves to dress up, Halloween or otherwise. It makes me feel like a curmudgeon, which I have been since I was about twelve.

Now my son is at boarding school, I am a premature empty nester. I imagine he would be doing more tricking than treating tonight in our town, but on campus he and his friends are excited to get dressed up. I ordered Noah a Kangaroo onesie, which he joyfully wore to all his classes. This is all second hand information of course.

The days of preparing him for Halloween are no longer mine. I regret not being in costume with Noah, thinking that it was just his night and I a bystander. A happy one at that. It’s never too late to get back into the spirit with or without a youngster by my side. I think I will go downstairs right now to greet Todd in full disguise.

- Beth Cramer

Beth Cramer is an accomplished editor and director of independent films, commercials and music videos. She is the author of WHY DIDN'T I NOTICE HER BEFORE? Irreverent, painfully honest and often hilarious, Why Didn’t I Notice Her Before? is a beautifully observed memoir that finds courage and humor in the face of undefeatable odds.


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