We moved to California almost one year ago, and if there was just one day I could magically be back in Brooklyn, it's Halloween.
Halloween in Brooklyn starts early, around 4 PM or so, trick or treating down the row of stores on Court Street. Almost every store gives out a little something, and even the grumpy woman who works at the deli seems happy on Halloween. Our next door neighbors always have a big Halloween party, and it doesn't hurt that he's a chef, so the food is always amazing. Then on to meet up with our friends in Cobble Hill, to join the parade led by Dan Zanes. That place is usually a zoo, but it's so sweet to see all the kids decked out in their costumes, and you always run into a few old friends. We then head up to Brooklyn Heights, trick or treating at all the brownstones along the way. There are a couple of beautiful old streets in the Heights that go all out for Halloween, and we hit one or two before heading home to tuck our tired kids into bed.
A few shots of our past Halloweens in Brooklyn:
C's first Halloween - He's a ventriloquist's dummy (and yes, that is a wig)
Dad was Harry Potter, and C as Hedwig, Harry Potter's owl.
C as Curious George. (Bee went as a banana and dad was the man in the yellow hat)
C as Peter Pan, Bee as Tinkerbell, and dad as Captain Hook. (that's a wig too..)
It looks like this year will be the first year the kids dress up without their dad. They have started to have their own opinions about costumes and how can I interfere with a 4 year old's Halloween dreams? But I am a little sad to see the tradition end. A little sad that we aren't in Brooklyn anymore.