Posted by: laughs4dads | October 29, 2010


Today I’m writing about my daughter’s favorite holiday, Arbor Day.

No, that’s silly. Arbor Day isn’t anybody’s favorite holiday, except maybe the dedicated folks at The Arbor Day Foundation, who spend all year trying to get people to plant trees. And besides, Arbor Day is in April.

No, Casey’s favorite holiday is, and always has been, Halloween. For Casey, it was never about the trick-or-treating. It was the costumes. Casey operated like Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade; she’d begin thinking about next year’s costume the day after this year’s Halloween.

The one problem with Casey’s costuming obsession is that she tends to choose obscure characters to dress as. She’d go marching off to our little town’s Halloween Parade looking exactly like someone no one had ever heard of, such as some tertiary character in a Nickelodeon cartoon. Even today, if she goes to, say a Harry Potter party, she’s likely to dress as someone like Quirinus Quirrel (one of a series of deceased Dark Arts teachers).

“Oh, look, there’s Harry, and Hagrid, and Dumbledore, and…who the hell are you supposed to be?”

But Casey’s very happy, knowing that her costume is perfect, even if only J.K. Rowling would recognize her.

To this day, Casey firmly believes that any excuse to wear a costume is a joyous occasion. And that any occasion is an excuse to wear a costume.

I fully expect that my future holds a pirate-themed wedding.



  1. Please tell me that’s not MY pirate-themed wedding!!

    • No, but I’m sure it COULD be if you wanted it to.

  2. does this mean i should cancel the peg legged stripper?

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