I’m not a fun person. Let me qualify that – I’m not fun in the traditional sense.

I don’t dress up for Hallowe’en and I have never met an April Fools Day prank that I didn’t think was stupid. When people send me funny jokes by e-mail, the joke gets deleted immediately and the sender receives a message requesting removal from the group list since I have no time for such nonsense. There is a long list of things that prove that I’m not a fun person.

So imagine the surprise my neighbours got this Hallowe’en when I was trick or treating with the kiddos while carrying the baby in the sling – they’d ask to have a peek at wee Finian so I’d pull down the sling to expose this:

OK, so maybe I’m not fun – just a little weird. But mamas can go a bit crazy on Hallowe’en too. This is my friend Astrid when she was expecting her daughter. I’m happy to report that baby Harper is much cuter than the alien shown here: