The surest sign that autumn is knocking at the gate comes each year in the dying light of late September. Over a dinner plate filled with garden finality, my daughter will invariably look up out of the blue and ask in sudden panic, "Hey! What am I going to be for Halloween?"
We parents know the drill. Free-flowing summer's crash into the new school year reawakens an awareness of calendars, and as the dust settles little people everywhere suddenly realize that major Halloween decisions are looming like a pack of underfed vampires at a blood drive.Read the full post ›