I braved our attic and found the container labeled “Etc. Holiday Decorations.” The children jumped up and down with delight as they waited impatiently for me to open the box.
“What’s inside?” they both asked, as the lid came off and they dove headfirst into the box.
Inside they found some St. Patrick’s Day dishtowels that hadn’t seen the light of day for many, many years, an assortment of Easter baskets, plastic Easter eggs, Easter grass, and an old Halloween costume.
“What are these ears for?” Carson asked. “Those are devil horns, honey. And this is a tail, and this is a bow tie,” I replied as I dressed Carson as a very debonair devil.
“The bow tie is so I’ll be a handsome devil?” he asked completely innocently.
Stifling a laugh, “I don’t really know why there’s a bow tie with this devil costume, but it does make you extra handsome.”
Carson wore the bow tie the entire day.
Later that evening, I overheard Carson and Ella talking.
“…and you dress up like a devil on Easter before you hunt for Easter eggs,” Carson explained to a nodding in agreement Ella.
I guess I forgot to mention to them that the devil costume was for Halloween, not Easter.
And I had thought that the most evil thing we’d found in the box was that damn Easter grass.