I understand now why my mother wouldn’t let us discuss our Halloween costumes until October. It didn’t seem fair as a child, but now that I’m on the other end of things, I think it’s a pretty good rule.
Our #1 child has been planning his costume since last October. I’ve put him off again and again until now. This is due to it now being October, unfortunately. He’s been looking at mailers from stores that we’ve received and begging us to be the creepiest things. For example, last week he freaked out because I said he couldn’t be Dark Lord Skull Child (which James said was another name for Satan) or the Flying Reaper. It isn’t fair that we say no to the bloody skeleton (which is the mild one). We don’t agree that he should be the evil jester (which he tells me is just a clown, “What’s the matter with being a clown, Mom?”). Of course there’s always Zombie punk skater which has a Mohawk and skull underwear which show from the top of the ripped shorts that the skating zombie wears. Oh, “he is just wearing a bracelet, Mom.” Well, the “bracelets are really spiked leather wrist bands that match the spiked choker around his neck. I don’t know why I am not thrilled with that one. The Death Rider is another favorite. He wants to go to the DI and find a leather biker jacket he can rip up for that ensemble. The one he may have settled for is the Street Mime. Tell me why that one appeals. I think it could be due to the fact that the one in the add has a goatee. He thinks it is a bit creepy with the white face. I’m not arguing with that one because I told him that if he was a mime, he would have to be silent the entire day of Halloween. I might end up liking the holiday after all.
What happened to the days of dressing up as a Hobo, witch, baby or even Donny and Marie? I was Marie one year and just put foil over a screw driver for a microphone and JELL-O ed my hair back. That was so cool. This was the one year in which I was something other than a Gipsy. I always wore mom’s hand painted Mexican skirt and a blouse from Jerusalem. I’m not sure how that made a Gipsy, though. But, Mom didn’t have to do much for that one. I did love it for the first few years.
Child #2 is happy to be Batman or Scooby Doo. It is too bad child #1 won’t go for something like that. Instead we have to persuade him that he doesn’t need to look like Satan. “Halloween is for scaring, Mom. It’s not for being Christ like!”
Friday, October 5, 2007
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Classic child #1. I'm just relieved that he doesn't want to go as a character from "Matrix 23" or "Lord of the Rings 12."
Go with the mime. Unless you can persuade him to go as Donny. But where are you going to find fake teeth that big?
HAHAHAHAHA!
Max wants to be a pirate which is alright with me 'cause that's what he was last year and the costume still fits!
BTW, At around the age of 12 I started dressing all in black and calling it a costume.
Good luck with that!
I think Donnie and Marie are Satan!
I've been trying to come up with some ideas for my costume that I will have to wear to work. A few years ago I came up with the bright Idea to dress up for halloween at work. Now that I've exausted all three of my good ideas I am at a bit of a loss. Thanks for some new thoughts. I think that the street mime sounds promising. maybe with a gun shot to the head.
Btw did you see Marie dance the other night. Not to shabby for an Osmond. FHP
FHP, We did find a costume that might work for you but it might get in the way of those root cannels. It's called the lost dog. It is a very large woman's suit that you wear. She is searching for her dog and it is stuck in her bum. Yuck! That hit a little too close to home when child #1 suggestede that I be that one.
Maybe he could be Nacho Lebre. He could wear some old sweats and a cape with matching Mexican wrestling mask. This is actually one of my options to wear to the company Halloween day. It just so happens that Halloween is celebrated with more zeal than Christmas. Crazy. Good luck.
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