Here is my Halloween goon squad, in all their frippery and finery:
When you go to the trouble of making a bespoke custom tailored jacket for a 2 year old, you better believe that you want to maximize your ROI and re-use it. The Purple Rain-era Prince costume was just as good the second time around. You know me and my slavish devotion to all things thematically sound, so I had to make Quincess be 2015-era Prince. A custom toddler-sized afro wig made from a knit cap and black roving, a Nehru jacket assist from MHui, and last-minute perfectly matching leggings from my neighbour GT helped me pull it off.
The Big Yam wanted to be a vampire (zzz). Could I have bought a cape for $5 from Value Village? Probably. Would I ever do that? Unlikely. He got a glossy reptile-print black cape with red line and a stand-up collar, because I like to make my life difficult for myself.
I dropped off the Big Yam at school on Friday in costume - turns out that's not a thing (?!) I felt kind of foolish for a few seconds before coming to my senses and acknowledging that Halloween is for the children, AND the adults, and if you can't be a goofball when you have kids, then what g-d hope is there for humanity? People who can't be goofs around their kids make me so sad.
I had a day off on Friday so I spent that day visiting with the Roomie and carving pumpkins and doing last-minute Halloweenie type things. Saturday was all about final prep and the Dotytron fussing over the $20 worth of dry ice he bought. You would think that, noted domestic miser that I am, I would have kiboshed the dry ice plans, but when it comes to Halloween...all bets are off. Really, when you see this:
So worth it, right?
Trick or treating was fun, but exhausting. All the kids on my street go together, which means a gaggle of parents follows around kids moving at different speeds, yelling things like, "Remember your manners!" and "Don't run across people's lawns!" from the sidewalk. I took the twins out to just a few houses on our street and then we dumped them in the basement to watch a movie. I went out with the Big Yam and was totally knackered by the end of it. We had to do a mid-run candy dump back at home, before heading to a street in the 'hood where a local real estate agent pays to close off the street and then pays for a fire eater to do a series of shows. That street goes ALL OUT. It is awesome. There was a house with a giant mechanical spider on the roof that was lit up and moved around. There was another house where they had rigged up fishing line to make a skull pop out of a pumpkin at the street level. It was all kinds of awesome.
I went back to form with my pumpkins this year. The theme was "queens"
Bad girl RiRi
Halloween and Thanksgiving spirit is my favorite kind of spirit. It's just weirdos being weird and creative! I love it.
The next day we had a Dia de los Muertos ceremony at the cemetery for Poppa D. More correctly, the Dotytron, the Big Yam, Momma D and Emdo did something, while I chased the twins through the cemetery and made sure they didn't desecrate any graves (much). After that, was a Halloween party my neighbour threw. It was exhausting!
Although we did get some cute shots that day:
Lindsay's face in the two family pictures, kills me. Look at what an innocent little bobbin he looks like! Nothing like this guy:
Exhibit A: Bam Bam trying to wrestle something to the ground with sheer force of will
After living with him for 2+ years, I can easily say that Lindsay is the most stubborn and willful of my children, which is kind of saying a lot. That guy is VERY entitled and self-assured and has been seemingly from birth.
Here's a video of the Quincess conducting. He LOVES pretend conducting more than even the Big Yam did. Any time the Big Yam plays piano, Quincess will be quietly conducting in his high chair, transported to another place. The way he does the little cut at the end!
Quincess has also been referring to the movie Fantasia as "decoration" which is cute in and of itself, but even cuter when you hear it in his little lisping, Quincess voice.
Two weekends ago we hit the pumpkin patch with our neighbour, which officially means we've hit every item on the fall bucket list. We ate doughnuts, went through the corn maze, walked on this musical bridge thing, saw a meteor crater (this pumpkin patch had an alien-invasion theme - weirdly), went on a hay ride, picked out our pumpkins, shot corn cobs through these hydraulic gun things...basically all the standard stuff (how weird is it that shooting corn cobs through a hydraulic gun is now de rigeur pumpkin patch fare?):
Starbucks has already brought out their red cups which means I officially want to bring out the barf in my mouth.
That's all for now!