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A Home-made Halloween

I get the Bah-Humbuggers about Halloween where Aussies are concerned. Heck, I used to be one of them.

Until we moved to Canada, that is.

As part of our “let’s hurl ourselves into this new culture with the passion of a hormonal woman discovering free samples at a chocolate factory”, we embarked on our first Halloween. And loved it.

Since returning to Oz, we’ve tried to keep our Canadian traditions going, not in a massive way, but just, you know…making a Canadian flag cake for my Canadian-born 2-year-old’s birthday, shaking a snowglobe on Christmas eve (even when it’s stinking hot over here), honouring Canada Day by eating a donut and drinking a hot chocolate (pretending both are from Tim Horton’s) and yes, when it comes to Halloween, doing SOMETHING Halloween-ish. Our kids, you see, have already experienced a real bonafide North American Halloween. If any child can do that and then proceed to life as normal, I’d sure as heck like to know how.

The first year we were back in Oz we made some treats and gave them gross names (chocolate marshmallows became “snow-poos” and so on) and invited our cousins over to bob for apples in the wading pool. The second year we made the same and invited some friends over for a brief but surprisingly welcoming trick-or-treat in our neighbourhood. Which the kids loved, but I must admit, it made me feel a bit uncomfortable.

And here lies the difference.

Trick-or-treating in Australia is NOT like trick-or-treating in Canada (and I presume, the USA). Because in Canada/America, where it is a big deal, the community gets into it. There are neighbourhoods where only the minority DON’T decorate their houses and/or put their lights on and have preparations made for the pint-sized trick-or-treaters (on another note, I was very surprised over there that dressing up has very little indeed to do with ghosts, gouls and scary stuff. Most of the kids I saw went as superheroes, animals, heck, anything!). My point is, it felt like a community event.

In Oz, trick-or-treating feels like imposing on people who don’t particularly wish to celebrate it.

Does that make sense?

So last night, we decided to do things a little differently. The kids were bummed when we told them we weren’t trick or treating. They cheered up somewhat when I produced face paint. And we got cracking.


We then asked them to go to the end of the house, count to 30 and then come knock on our door.

When they opened it I seriously thought somebody was going to leave their own snow poos all over the floor. Hubby and I took turns playing different characters, from okel to hip-hop to crazy old ladies and back again, each time throwing sugar their way.

In Miss 9′s words: “This is the best Halloween ever!”

I should state for the record, this was followed promptly by: “Now can we go trick-or-treating?”

Er. No.

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Tittilating adventures in toilet training!

I’m posting this pic as: a) it represents what has been taking up a majority of this week’s activity, as opposed to much work, blogging or otherwise. Call me crazy but I don’t like to mix bodily fluids with keyboards if I can help it. b) it makes me feel a lot better about howContinue Reading

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Official Woodford Folk Festival appearances!

YAHOO! I can now officially announce that I will be officially appearing at this year’s officially incredi-bamazeballs Woodford Folk Festival! I am beyond stoked, the program was released last night and looks brilliant from the little glance I’ve had thus far. This one’s gonna be a cracker for me, personally. Not only am I doingContinue Reading

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Links of the Week (or “You mean there’s more to cyberspace than ME?!”)

I’ve been making some headway on nutting out the bones of this sitcom. FINALLY! I’ll quite likely be procrastinating in ways that are deceptively helpful, such as these cool links to screenwriting blogs. The kids are begging me to get organised for Halloween (a hangover from our Canadian life). Am trying to muster up theContinue Reading

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The first Comic Mummy DIY: Cape Up Your Batman!

I do love me a good DIY. Oh, if I had a penny for every DIY I’ve ever read (and never actually completed) I would have me enough pennies to think about making a damn fine penny-mosaic. As such, I thought it high time I brought a little DIY magic onboard club Comic Mummy. ThisContinue Reading

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Melbourne Fringe: Touring with a Toddler Installment 10: Home Again, Home Again!

And it’s done. WOW! What a rollercoaster. Thank you so much for reading along and sharing the wild ride. This mad adventure started strong, wound its way through a “keeping the faith” crisis of small crowds (a very common issue among the fringe fest overall this year so I’m told) and finally, finished strong. TheContinue Reading

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Melbourne Fringe: Touring with a Toddler Installment 9: An Unexpected Happy Ending

Tonight was my second last show and the evening of the Melbourne Fringe Festival Awards. I was delighted to walk out to an audience of around 40 (HUZZAH!!! Ten times my smallest crowd of the fest!), had a beautiful show indeed and then was umming and aahing about whether to get my butt over toContinue Reading

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Melbourne Fringe: Touring With a Toddler Installment 8: 5 Nice Things

1. Published my first guest post on Mamamia. WOOT! 2. Found a lovely article in a local paper here featuring myself and littlest (and puppet) behind one very red curtain. 3. Had the distinct privilege of attending the opening of an incredible art instillation in the soon-to-be-opened Royal Children’s Hospital. Cassidy was quite the mediaContinue Reading

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Melbourne Fringe: Touring With a Toddler Installment 7: Gaining Perspective

Today I finally gained the perspective I’ve been looking for. This was in no small part, kicked off by some much-needed physio on my CANING back, followed by a serendipitous stumble into a gorgeous little kiddified cafe nearby on Rathdowne Street. But that was just the start. The real clincher was discovering several pieces ofContinue Reading

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Melbourne Fringe: Touring With a Toddler Installment 6: The Warts’n'All

So I’ve written a truckload on here (well, okay, perhaps enough to fill a small ute) on the “touring” side of this series (i.e. all the festival/show/comedy element of things), while grossly neglecting to shed much light on the “with a toddler” part. I do hope that I don’t make it look easy. If IContinue Reading

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