October 31, 2008

Blessing #5:
No-smudge color. Ha. That’s a lie. False marketing, I tell ya. Fortunately, I took a picture of my little pumpkin before his jack o’lantern face was off his face and onto his clothes, the walls, the couch, and the rug. But at least I had already sewn a face on the pumpkin shirt I made him.


B#3:
Ever since he was temporarily dubbed as Mr. Frankenstaples, B#3 had decided he wanted to be Frankenstein’s monster for Halloween. I had sewn a black cape/shirt/cloak/suit/whatever-ya-call-it for him, but even on Friday, knowing I was going to paint his stitches-face, I hadn’t quite figured out how I was going to attach styrofoam bolts to his head.

After picking him up from kindergarten, we headed to the fabric/craft store to see what we could come up with. As I’m digging through the scraps of what Halloween stuff was left, B#3 pops out wearing a mask-- the lone kids’ one in the whole place-- and, goodness gracious, it was none other than the monster of Frankenstein.

Score.
And it was 60% off. Double score.

It was nice to find a silly little-boy mask. And it was especially silly when he wore it on top of the eyeball glasses Mr. Jim gave him. B#2:
She has wanted to be an Indian for months. So I made her a costume. It turned out pretty cute, I think. She was super excited about it and had danced around in it several times prior to Halloween. She even wore it to Awana for missions night... a.k.a. dress-like-people-from-other-countries night.


The first people who came to our door said, “Oh, how cute! It’s Sacajawea!” They left, she grunted and said, “I am not Sacajawea. I’m an Indian.”

The first door we went to, they answer the door and said, “Oh what cute costumes! And look! It’s Pocahontas!” We left, and she grunted. “I am not Pocahontas."

B#1:
She decided to be a princess, as she has been for probably 7 of her 9 Halloweens. I made her a princess outfit-- exactly how I made the Indian costume (just without the tasseled ends) and added a princessy cape/shawl/whatever-ya-call-it (though it looks to be on crooked in the picture). She was happy with it... and I found her having a mirror conversation with her royal, princess self.

B#4:
She wanted to be Ariel. Yay! I got to dig out the mermaid costumes I threw together a couple years ago. They were maybe a little beat up from closet storage but that was okay. Apparently she is smaller than the older girls were when I made the costumes for them because B#4’s little legs were stepping all over the fin. After a few houses, Ariel became a princess with human legs in red sweatpants.

And notice how her purple satiny clamshell bra was totally complemented by the Barney sweatshirt.

B#6:

Hers was the only costume I didn’t make. When I was at Goodwill and made the impulse buy, I forgot that I had a banana costume at home that I made several years ago. But I think she made an adorable butterfly, so I guess it was worth the $3!

Zacchaeus:
Even the dog dressed up. He wasn't a reindeer this year (as he has been every Halloween he's ever known), but instead wore a doggy shirt. In fact, he is still wearing the doggy shirt.

He's getting a bit shaggy. I know. Definitely in need of a trim. Or maybe a hack.

TRICK OR TREAT!

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