My Scary Mom

Everyone remembers times they were embarrassed by their parents, and I am no exception. Back in the day, when my siblings and I were in grade school, Mom always made popcorn balls for Halloween. She didn’t just hand them to us in a bag to take to school, though; no, my mom always delivered them in a manner quite unusual. Every year, without fail, Mom dressed up in one of her many ridiculous costumes and delivered the popcorn balls to our classrooms personally. As the morning wore on and the "big moment" approached, my stomach would begin to ache with anxiety. What kind of crazy get-up would she come in this time? What would my classmates think?! How could I make myself disappear.

Mom always arrived with a dramatic entrance, singing a "scary" song with great enthusiasm, and dramatic flare, while I mentally crawled under my desk in embarrassment. By the end of her visit, though, I would invariably be sitting up proudly; the other kids were impressed by a mother who cared enough to take the time to make the delicious treat and deliver it in such an entertaining manner.

"Your mom is so cool." Munch, munch, munch.

"I know!" Munch, munch, munch.

Nowadays, such homemade treats are frowned upon by Trick-or-Treaters' parents, but we enjoy making caramel corn for our special little goblin friends (or just for the heck of it.) Tonight was one of those "just for the heck of it" nights.

Head over to Mrs.4444 Cooks for the recipe (along with enthusiastic commentary and dramatic flare.)