My Soapbox for the Season

And, no, I'm not even going to get into politics.    That would take too long.    This is another soapbox entirely.   I usually don't get on soapboxes here, but today, I think I will.   

I love fall decor.   And pumpkins and mums and pansies and corn husks and gourds.   But here's something I don't like.    I don't like the really scary gory Halloween decorations.    I mean, sure it might be funny or fun for older kids, but I really don't like having to cover my kids eyes when I walk in a store because of the skeleton holding the bloody knife.   Or the goblin mask over the scarecrow.    I mean, come on.    Seriously??

So every year, in our neighborhood, right across the street we get the privilege of looking at this huge blown up Santa with a scary scream mask face.   And my kids think that's what Santa looks like.   River says, "Mom, I just can't help but look at it."     So, I try explaining that's not what Santa looks like, not even at Halloween.   That St. Nicolas was a very kind man, not scary or necessarily fat.    Anyway, you can imagine how that goes over.     Not to mention the nightmares that go along with all the vivid images entering their minds just from driving around town.  So, I've been trying to distract my daughter from looking out the window when we pass by the store with the huge scary death face, and the billboards with the monsters.   But, when it's right across the street, I don't have much choice.