Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Halloween with My Party Pooper

I love my husband. But I can admit that he is a bit of a party pooper especially when it comes to Halloween. Right before we started dating, he dressed up for Halloween as a golfer, complete with khaki pants, polo, and a glove on one hand. That was his costume. Yep.

Ever since then, I have never seen him dress up as anything else. I have tried to get him to dress up with me as a couple, and I have even suggested low-stakes costumes for him. I suggested that we could be the geologist and the gem. He is a geologist already. He would only have to put on his field gear, and I would do the embarrassing thing and dress up as the gem or the fossil. Simple, not embarrassing. But he rejects all of my costume ideas.

Some friends have suggested that he may change his mind about costumes when we have kids. Proof of this came last night when we watched this commercial, and he completely shocked me when he said, “I could dress up as Jabba the Hut if I had a baby strapped to me like that.” Awww. That’s so sweet. . . . Wait, whaaaaa?! Just when I thought I couldn’t want children more . . . Holidays really are more fun with kids, even for the party poopers! Until kids come around, I’ll just have to accept mine going as himself every year.

He does get excited about candy, but the rules of Halloween trick-or-treating dictate that we give it away to neighborhood children, which disappoints him, despite our buying extra just for us. I guess he anxiously awaits our own children taking candy from others and bringing home their piles for us to filch. Perhaps then he will be more positive about Halloween candy.

Do I get upset with my party pooper? No. . . . Well, a little, but after six years, I have learned to cope. I exploit what he can “tolerate” for all it is worth. As long as he can flip between a football game and It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown or Corpse Bride, he won’t complain. As long as I do most of the work on carving a pumpkin, he will participate. Because he likes pumpkin food, I try to make pumpkin bread, pumpkin cookies, etc. to get some reaction from him.

Hoping  extra perk of having a future family and milking whatever I can get now, the work and patience required to pump up my party pooper will be well worth it!

1 comment:

  1. Bryan is a pooper also. Since the children came along there has been a bit of improvement. There is still hope. Mom Kupfer