Some Spooky Sh*t

Hi. It's November first so I am compelled to post if only to put a foot in the door for NaBloPoMo. My theme for the month is publishing all the orphan posts that I dreamt up over the past 11 months and then never put up here. Some are languishing away in my drafts folder and some are just rattling around in my head, clanking their chains reproachfully. Time to get them out of there.

Traditionally I start with a Halloween post. Look at our door!

 

Went all out this year with some posterboard and a dollar store plastic tablecloth. I'll do anything to keep my hands out of a pumpkin.

Lowell went as Robin Hood and Willa chose to be a witch. Both costumes were easy since I had already made a Robin Hood costume (made = cut out of fleece) for a birthday party last year and Willa created her costume herself out of dress-up clothes. The most stress-free costume choices ever. Thank you again, children.

 

The highlight of the trick or treating came at the very end. We went up to a decorated house that Lowell wanted to go to and all of a sudden these (actually) very scary dressed-up guys came out from around the back and started doing their best to frighten the bejesus out of a 3-year-old and a (nearly) 6-year-old. There was a scary clown, a ghoul, a Saw-masked dude, and a giant guy dressed up as Frankenstein. It was just this side of inappropriate because they really didn't need to freak out little kids, but I always maintain that it's important to be occasionally scared on Halloween, so I didn't make a big deal out of it. Willa was glued to my leg but I nudged Lowell towards the porch and said "It's okay, go get your candy." He went up on the lawn but seemed to be confused where to go and so went right up to the Frankenstein who started putting his hands up and coming toward him. Lowell, obviously and openly scared, looked up at Frankenstein and then, I think confused by his open arms, just went up and hugged him. Took the wind right out of the scary dudes who didn't know what to make of little trusting Robin Hood. They yelled at him to turn around and get his candy, which he did, and then we all beat it the hell out of there. It was pretty awesome. Except that Willa still hasn't stopped talking about the scary clown. I think we may have witnessed the birth of a phobia.

Okay, first down-to-the-wire post done. 29 to go.

 

Comments

[kara]

If you're going to have a phobia, clowns are a very good choice. Second only to spiders.

[Neil]

I like that you are the type of parent who enjoys scaring the crap out of your own kids on Halloween. Teaches them discipline! And that there is no such thing as free candy. They have to deserve it.

[Genie]

That is awesome. I was expecting Lowell to run up in fear and punch him but hugging is much better. :)

[Nancy S.]

Okay - That just made me laugh out loud! (the part where Lowell goes up to scary Frankenstein (confused) and hugs him!! That was worth waiting several months for. Thank you, my blogging friend.

[Nancy S.]

p.s. I do realize I just ended a sentence with a preposition on your blog. Forgive...

[LetterB]

Ha! Nancy, I have relaxed my stance on the preposition rule. Just don't go crazy.

I totally laughed out loud when it happened! My mom was there too and we just stood there cracking up while he nearly pooped his tights.

[Lea]

I can't get over the cuteness of your children. or their halloween costumes.