So, Amelia was all excited to be a witch for Halloween. She was a witch last year, and she liked it so much she wanted to do the same thing this year. Fine with me – it’s an easy costume to buy, and we still have the pointy plastic hat from last year.
And then, I got an email from her Catholic preschool, announcing that there would be an “All Hallows Eve” celebration which would involve a presentation from the older girls on the saints of their choosing, and then a parade for the younger girls. We were instructed to dress our daughters in “age-appropriate Halloween costumes that are positive in nature – no goblins, witches, etc.”
Try and tell a 4-year-old that she can’t be what she wants to be for Halloween. Go ahead and try – and then when the shrieking and screaming and foot stomping is over, tell her it’s because the costume just isn’t positive enough.
With some clever persuading, I got her to settle for a fairy costume. I cannot promise she won’t wear the witch’s hat with that costume, but whatever. I’ll let her teacher fight that battle.
What intrigues me, really, is that middle school girls have chosen saints about whom to speak publicly. That is pretty incredible to me, and further proof that subjecting my daughter to this all-girls Catholic education is a wonderful thing, even if it means she does not get to dress up as a witch.
This got me thinking about my favorite saint. I thought for a few minutes – maybe six – and then I realized with a little bit of shame that I do not have a favorite saint. In fact, good Catholic that I am, I cannot even speak intelligently about a single saint. I can throw out some names – but that’s just because churches are named after them. I thought I’d do some research. The saint’s name I chose when I made my Confirmation at Immaculate Heart of Mary church in Harwinton, Connecticut was Saint Elizabeth. So I decided to start there.
Google ‘Saint Elizabeth’ and you’ll discover there are seven Saint Elizabeths.
Forget it. I’ll go to the Halloween parade early and learn whatever I can about the saints from the students at Visitation Academy. When I told Amelia I was going to her school for the presentation, she said, “Mommy all of us can be saints. As long as we make God happy.”
And I guess He is unhappy when little girls dress up as witches.
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