Halloween!! I love Halloween. Mostly because I feel like I won the Halloween lottery - 11 years ago my mom asked if I wanted her to make my baby a Halloween costume. Yes!! She may not have realized how tenaciously I would cling to this tradition. So year after year children are consulted, costumes are made or bought, and I don't have to lift a finger. I know. It's awesome. Do I feel I lose out in any way, missing out on treasured times searching for the perfect costume?? Um, no.
And now we come to the part where I talk about my kids' costumes. Which means I have to talk about my kids. Which means I finally have to decide what I will call them in this anonymously personal blog. I know, confusing. Oh well. My eldest boy, (per his request, we shall call him Erik) was a Wii Remote with his friend. They are on the verge of 12-dom and loved the attention this over-the-top idea brought them. (Ignore the small ninja in front, we will come to him later.)
My Erik is on the left. (Erik? Where in the world did that come from? Well, JUST POSSIBLY this is the nickname all of his friends call him by, because JUST POSSIBLY this is the name he told his teachers to call him on the first day of school. As a joke. And JUST POSSIBLY all of the Substitute teachers still think it's his name. But of course, we are just discussing the realm of possibility. And yes, like father like son.)
And now we come to the Jedi of the bunch. We seem to have a Jedi every year, sometimes more than one. One year I want a quintet of Jedi, but that's the nerd in me. Someday!! Here is Jace (I know, you were just waiting for it) modeling his Star Wars garb as well as his dramatic flair.
And then we come to the Diva of the bunch. Which is her name. And there were so many to choose from!! Princess, Drama Queen, Fishwife (meant in the most loving way possible), Trumpeting Angel (the nickname given to her as a newborn by her then 4 year old brother) - my dear Diva is a character. And for the FIRST TIME IN HER LIFE she was NOT a princess for Halloween!! We were so proud.
I know, looks can be deceiving. She looks sweet tempered and darling. And believe me, she can BE sweet tempered and darling, if she so chooses. But she has a Diva streak a mile wide, which guarantees she'll survive her life with 4 brothers. And hopefully they will survive their life with her.
My little blond Dane was a "Dragon Ninja" this year. What, you might ask, is a Dragon Ninja? Oh goodness. A ninja that fights dragons, I guess. Though I've never heard of such a daring Ninja. But I digress.
Scary, right? This pose makes you want to scream and run, NOT kiss him to pieces. Because 4 year old ninjas are a force to be reckoned with. Especially if you're a dragon.
And last but not least, my little Peanut. He is SO CUTE. I just adore him to bits. He was a monkey this year, a handmade costume made by the aforementioned fabulous Halloween Fairy we call Granna. She made it 8 years ago for a not-quite-two-year-old Jace, and it has since cycled through all the other monkeys in the house. And yes, that is chocolate on his belly. This is a post Trick or Treating picture, what do you expect a baby to do during the long candy trek?
And there was our Halloween! The kids got to dress up both Friday night for a church party and Saturday night for neighborhood Trick or Treating. Earlier on Saturday we carved pumpkins and played in the leaves with Dad. Or, more accurately, did battle with Dad and the Leaf Blower. It didn't take long for all munchkins to find shields of all shapes and sizes. It was one of those moments I thought - they have such a cool dad.
Awesome.
