A Whimsical Guide to Halloween

I can’t believe it is almost the end of October! This year is flying by. Which is amazing because in 7 months hopefully I will be writing about moving into a new home.


How can you not love Fall when you live here.

I love October, the smell of Autumn in the air, the crunch of leaves under foot, it is so amazing. I am blessed to live on an Island that boasts wonderful colors in the Autumn and well, that helps too. October is also my birthday month. I will be 31 on the 28th and even though it gets me down that I haven’t accomplished much, there are many other things I have accomplished.

Now onto the main idea of the post…sorry I tend to have squirrel moments….


Not sure what Iain was, Josh was an Ewok and I was a Shinobi

When we first moved to Canada, Iain was so excited. Halloween is not as big in the UK as it is here. He wanted to experience everything he seen in movies growing up. His first Halloween was also Joshua’s first. It was cute seeing Iain in this setting and warry as well. Iain has Autism and lots of lights and people make him stressed. (in a way this helped me deal with all the problems Joshua has) We went Trick or Treating with my cousins. It was hard going, lugging pillowcases weighed down with goodies, Joshua in my arms and pushing the pram. We vowed that the next Halloween we were getting a wagon.


My friend and fellow Fire Fighter Dennis. Yes that’s a real beer.


Joshua’s costume this year. 

Roll on Halloween 2013 and we got a wagon. My friend, or as I call her my sister, was selling some things on our local buy and sell and offered them to me first. I got a lovely 3-1 bike and a red wagon. Both we still use. Our cousins and friends liked the wagon because the kids didnt sit in it, their loot did. The kids could have their small bags to go door to door with and then when the bags got too heavy they would poor it in the big bags in the wagon.

Living in Atlantic Canada, I can count on one hand the amount of times it has been an ideal night for Halloween. When thinking about a costume, one must adapt it to go over sweaters and snowsuits. In fact, Joshua’s first costume was a snowsuit. It was a bear costume but we called him our Ewok. This year is no different. It is estimated it will be cloudy and a high of 8 degrees. I need to pack extra things with me because Josh doesn’t feel temperatures like other kids do so he will not tell me if he is hot or cold.


My Handsome Prince in his Chariot


The hockey player and his snowsuit underneath.

I usually make a checklist of what to pack in a backpack to take with us. Now that I am bullet Journaling I get to make a new spread about it. Halloween is not as long as it was when I was little. I remember being out from 4 or 430 until 9 or 10. Now, the Municipality has limited to between the hours of 5 and 7. Which gives us plenty of time to get home and go to the fire station for our Monday training night/listening to the radio patiently waiting to douse fires.


Totally rocked my pumpkins here. 

One thing mom and dad always insisted with myself and my brothers was that we were not to leave the house unless we ate a healthy supper. No supper meant staying behind and not getting lots of sweets. It is something I do with Josh. Even though he is 4 years old, when he sees fruit snacks, he loses interest in food. (he isn’t a big chocolate fan)

So there you have it. This is how the Whimsical family celebrates All Hallow’s.

How do you and your family celebrate?

Keep smiling



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