Halloween is the best
holiday after Christmas, because of Trick-Or-Treating. Some peoples'
Mamas buy them cheap costumes, with masks that never look like who
they're supposed to be, but my Mama always makes ours. We dress as
Spanish senoritas, or little Dutch girls, or Indian maharanis and
sometimes, when the costume calls for it, we get to wear lipstick and
some of Mama's jewelry. I love just the look of Mama's jewelry box,
and the smell of her cold cream, because they remind me of Halloween.
On Halloween, I can hardly
eat supper, I'm so excited. After supper, Daddy puts our pumpkin on
the floor. He scoops out the insides and cuts a scary face on it.
Sometimes Mama toasts the pumpkin seeds and makes snacks out of them,
but I don't care when she does that. Pumpkin seeds are hard to open,
and there's not much seed inside to make them worthwhile. Daddy puts
a candle into the pumpkin, and lights it. He puts it in the kitchen
window. I take big sniffs of the good smell of candle and pumpkin
mixed together. This is one of the best smells of Halloween.
