Incredibly Belated Halloween Awesomeness

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baby, costumes, Hallowe'en, skeleton

Sorry I have been so absent. Life is actually going fine, it’s just… full… and the blog has fallen lower down on the priority list. But I miss it so I’m catching up.

Look! Cute Halloween pictures!

Owl wanted to be a skeleton. Well, actually, at first he insisted on a cute Dia de Los Muertos dress costume with a pink frilly skirt (you know how he loves those).

I eventually caved to the demands with reluctance, not because it was a girl’s costume but because it was still three weeks until Hallowe’en and he has all of the focus and determination of a light autumn breeze.

I kept the receipt.

Sure enough, two weeks later he spotted a green skeleton costume and immediately changed his mind.

I was annoyed but also relieved, because the girl’s costume had me concerned – he was supposed to wear his costume to school for the Hallowe’en parade and I didn’t want to expose him to misogynistic kids teasing him for wearing a girl costume.

I found a skeleton costume for the baby and I turned a kid’s skeleton t-shirt into a cover for the ergo and cuteness ensued.

Little Boy In A Fireman Costume. Need I Say More?

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costumes, deathly hallows, fireman, firetruck, Hallowe'en, home crafts, pumpkins

This was Owl’s first REAL Halloween.

Last year we dressed him up, and took him to a couple houses, but the whole thing confused him a little. He actually got much more excited after it was over, because for months he would pick up his pumpkin basket and inform us that he was going to go get candy.

This year, he was ready. It was hard to find outfits in his size, so while he dreamed of “space man” suits and “dragon” suits, the best we found for him was a cute fireman outfit.

Although I did see this “Tyrannosaurus” costume, complete with wings and horns just like a REAL T Rex, at Toys R Us, but it was too big.

Owl was only luke warm on the fire man outfit. He does love fire trucks and fire men, but not as much as he likes monsters and space men and pirates.

Some days he was happy about the fireman outfit. Some days he said he didn’t want it.

We thought he looked adorable.

But I went out to Michaels, got some construction paper, and constructed a crude fire truck out of a cardboard box.

The sad part is, it’s too well done to have been made by a three year old, but humiliatingly poorly done to have been made by a 30 year old.

I remember the costumes my own mother sewed for me and they were fantastic and elaborate and completely unique.

This was the best I could do for my kid.

After all the fire truck building, I couldn’t muster the energy for pumpkin carving that I have in the past.

I did continue the tradition of getting Owl to mark his pumpkin so I could carve it out, and his efforts this year were significantly more recognizable as faces than last year’s attempt.

Once I’d carved and scooped his pumpkins though, I only had energy for the simplest of efforts, so I carved the Deathly Hallows into mine. Nothing is much simpler than a line, a circle, and a triangle.

I think about one person recognized it.

Anyway, the important thing is, Owl had a blast.

He loved trick or treating, he insisted on sharing his candy with us, and he cried when we threw the pumpkins away.

He’s already looking forward to next Hallowe’en.

Hopefully we’ll be able to find a costume he’s super excited about next year. He’ll be bigger by then!

Costume Name Fail

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costumes, dragon, fail, Hallowe'en, t-rex

You know, has wings, and three horns. THAT tyrannosaurus.

Ermagherd, COSTUMES And PERMKERNS.

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costumes, Hallowe'en, toddlers

I spent most of yesterday carving pumpkins and running around.

As of Hallowe’en day, I still hadn’t found a costume for Owl.

I thought about dressing him up as a baby zombie. Most adorable zombie ever, maybe even cuter than the kid in Pet Sematary, who totally made me want babies even more.

But then I realized that this child fusses if I take too long wiping his face – he wasn’t going to let me smear his face with grey paint and fake blood.

The Farm Fairy spotted a used owl costume that she thought might fit (and come ON, how apropos would that be??) but by the time I got there it was gone. Or at least, I was unable to locate it.

Then I thought that if I could find a power blue tux and dig out his sunglasses, he could go Gangnam Style.

No luck.

Then I realized that if you put him in a brown robe and put a fake bald patch on the top of his head, he’d look just like Cadfael the monk.

Totally looks like

So I went looking for a Jedi costume, with no success.

There was another problem.

There weren’t ANY costumes of ANY kind in Owl’s size, anywhere,, jedi or otherwise. 

I found lots of cutesy little baby costumes, like pea pods and puppy hats, and costumes for 3 and 4 year olds, but they had nothing for little 2 year olds who still fit into their 18 month clothes.

Poor Owl got quite excited over an astronaut costume, and kept insisting on coming back to gaze at the “space man”, but it was for four year olds.

I bought a “toddler knight” costume from Zellers, only to open it at home and find that it was for ages 5-6.

Finally, at 3 pm on Wednesday, I tried a party store that I had never visited before.

Good news! They had costumes for toddlers!

Better news! They even had a toddler Jedi costume!

Bad news! It was a Yoda costume, with a brown undershirt and a white robe. No good for a Cadfael costume.

But hey, my mother has always said that Owl looks a little like Yoda. I figured a Yoda costume would be just fine.

Until I saw the shark.

“Candy gram!”

AWESOME.

Not only am I a fan of the SNL “Land Shark” skit, but my character in a current D&D campaign (yes, WE’RE GEEKS) just adopted a baby brulette, aka a land shark.

So Owl went as a Land Shark for Hallowe’en.

And my carved pumpkins turned out well, too. And yes, I did carve out Owl’s scribbles, as Hannah from Hodgepodge And Strawberries will be pleased to hear!

All in all it was a successful Hallowe’en, and I am pleased.

But my pumpkin keeps scaring me, so I think I’ll put it outside now.

Why do I carve dead things? I’M SCARED OF DEAD THINGS