Ever since the previous Christmas, he was hooked. He loved to draw them, color pictures of them, build them out of blocks or Playdough, and occasionally Graham crackers and whipped topping with sprinkles and berries. He even requested a gingerbread house birthday cake that year. 

So it seemed an obvious choice when he asked to be, not a gingerbread man, but a gingerbread house for Halloween. I worked my crafty hands and with his specific candy requests we created the perfect costume. We had the best time wishing people “Merry Christmas” as we trick-or-treated around the neighborhood. He was glowing (literally) as the house was equipped with lights, as well as his sweet smile! We did, however, realize that his arms weren’t long enough to get the candy from one hand to his bag — I’m no architect — but it didn’t stop him from filling up his candy bag with the help of big brother and friends. 

It was a costume we still talk about each year with smiles. And sometimes it makes its way down from the attic with our Christmas decorations and the sweet memories circle around again.

Mary Beth Barts, Newport, a member of Carteret-Craven Electric Cooperative