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I will never forget the first time we were Booed just after we moved here, proving once again that, yes, Virginia is for lovers.  

With October still young, it's not too late to start this tradition.  Besides, with creepy clowns in the headlines lately, it might be just the thing to ease your kids' minds. Now that I am in a new neighborhood, in fact, I am thinking about starting it myself.

Boo! (reposted from October, 2012)

Last Saturday night just after dark the Sims family was sitting in the den enjoying the fireplace and a little TV when the doorbell rang.  The kids ran to answer, but no one was there--only a bucket of Halloween goodies and a note that read "You've just been booed!"
I don't get the warm fuzzies very often, but this made me fuzzy all over.  It was a feel good moment for the whole family.  "What kind of neighborhood have we moved into that has such fun traditions?"  said Captain Fun.  This one had his name all over it. 
The older kids tried to figure out who booed us while the younger kids squealed as they tore into candy, small games and neon vampire teeth.   The first ever, I must say, that they could call their own since we don't typically encourage imitating vampires at our house.   
On Monday when I consulted the Moms at the Bus Stop (I am giving my new friends an official title since they frequently find their way into my blog), they confirmed it and gave me some booing guidance.  I reiterated how over-the-top friendly I am finding Virginia.  I hope they aren't tired of hearing it because I will probably tell them again.
Today when the kids get home from school, we are going to the Dollar Tree to collect the loot for two booings.  Then tonight, after dark, we will deliver.  I think I am more excited about it than the kids, and if you have been reading my blog for very long, you know it takes a lot to make that happen. 
If you decide to start the booing tradition in your neighborhood, here are a few guidelines:
  • Boo two families in one night by ringing the doorbell after dark and leaving the boo bucket on the porch. Try to get away before the door is answered so you can stay anonymous.
  • Go to to find the  official note to introduce the booing process to those who may be unfamiliar.  
  • Try to know something about the families you boo.  One of my targets tonight, for instance, has an empty nest so I am including a copy of my favorite novel for her. (Jan Karon's Mitford series, in case you're curious
Finally, keep it easy.  "No pressure!" the note in the boo bucket said.  Good thing, since technically I was supposed to boo within 48 hours of being booed. Uh, it has taken me a few hours longer than that.   That's okay--the note gave me permission.  I am keeping it fun. 
It's a scary thought, but I might even have more fun tonight than Captain Fun himself.


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debbie on Wednesday, October 05, 2016 3:04 AM
My wonderful neighborhood on Bonnie Blue Cove did this every year! It is a lovely tradition! I will miss being booed by them! Love you!
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