Halloween Lost and Found

Yesterday, my neighborhood rolled out all the stops for a Halloween parade and party, complete with "Monster Mash" and other seasonal favorites blared over a loudspeaker attached to a slow-moving truck; a bouncing room for the little tykes; a haunted forest; and pizza and candy for all. 

We saw baby pirates, glittering princesses; and a rumpled, white-wigged Einstein. My grandkids were a 50s-style greaser, a bumblebee and SpiderMan. It was chaotic and fun. 

True, I never found the treasure trove of costumes that my own girls wore, many of them hand-made by their seamstress grandma. But those will undoubtedly show up soon, in plenty of time for me to lose them by next Halloween.