I used to cringe this time of year. My husband and kids would, with my weak consent, decorate the front lawn with crazy things. A coffin with an arm hanging out. A leg 'randomly' tossed on the lawn. At the front door a guillotine with a hand in a bucket under it. And another bucket on the other side as a cauldron with dry ice smoking. And, of course, some spooky music playing.
That sounds like fun. But I was all about what our fundamentalist Christian neighbors were thinking.
Phooey on me.... and thankfully I've matured.
I'm just glad I didn't let my attitude completely squelch the fun the rest of my family was having.
Halloween is fun.