Halloween. Never a holiday that brings out the best in me. Last year’s Halloween post included my admission that I generally lean (heavily) upon my mother for costumes and decorations, including many a year where even the trick or treating occurred in her neighborhood. I remembered the conversation from last October: “So I’m thinking about Halloween,” I said. “Yeah,” Peter said. “We could go to the consignment store and find something cute.” “I’m kind of opposed to store bought costumes.” Peter looked... Read more