Halloween Recap

This week did not really go according to plan. That's life. Instead of a Sunday night preview of the week, maybe I could present it as possibilities. You MIGHT read about this, OR I might fill my blog with lots of pictures of my little Halloween flower child. 

Cause we're spooky and stuff.

My all time favorite Halloween costume (for myself) is hard to narrow down, so when I thought about it I had to limit myself to childhood. I was snow white one year and LOVED that costume, but I think my real favorite was when I dressed up in traditional Thai clothing. Yes. That is correct. I called myself a Thai Princess. My mom has a fantastic picture of this that I will try and fish around for. My grandparents had recently visited Thailand and brought back traditional costumes for myself and my brother. I was trying to find a similar costume online, but mine was clearly one of a kind. Here is the similar style (based on my memory, so we'll see how that works out when the actual photo surfaces.)

This one is for sure a little more elaborate, but same top and skirt style. Pho anyone?

I loved this costume for all of the reasons some people say little girls aren't supposed to love things. It was silky and beautiful and it made me feel like a princess. Having a daughter I get bombarded with advice and articles on how to make your daughter realize that intelligence is just as important as beauty. Sometimes even more important. Thinking of this costume puts a little bit of that in perspective. I loved Thai Princess and I loved Snow White because I felt beautiful wearing the costumes. The rest of the time I felt pretty smart. Except when I ate that entire pillowcase full of Halloween candy. Let's just say that was a lapse in beautiful judgement. 

Back to the here and now, we could have a problem moving forward when taking Landy for walks. She really liked the part of Halloween where you walk up to people's doors and they open them to give you things. A few hard core days of training her to stay on the sidewalk should remedy that. 

Earlier in the day we carved pumpkins and Landon was all "What's so cool about carving pumpkins? Seems pretty not punk rock at all to me."

Word.

Then she got a little more interested.... in what the inside of a pumpkin tastes like. The verdict: A solid "MMMM" followed by pumpkin insides spit on the ground. Yes, I let her eat the pumpkin. She now knows that pumpkin insides taste like yuck. These are priceless lessons. She will likely relearn this one next year.

Hello Kitty says Pumpkins are for candy, not carving....

Then the big moment. Landon's little Flower Child costume was ready to be put on. We switched the long sleeved more flowy shirt for a short sleeved tee because it was 80 something degrees. She managed to keep everything on once we got going. An All Hallows Eve Miracle.

Peace Y'all! And Daddy's legs.

This costume was so fun and I absolutely loved it. For a family on a budget, the cost factor was a total winner. The vest was mine when I was little, the peace necklace and the headband I bought in 1999 at Dance Fantastic for a high school pep rally. The jeans are on loan from my friend in SA (who says she will never have a daughter, but will), the brown leather sandals are on loan from Aunt L (cousin E is moving one size ahead.. lucky Landy!), and the tee shirt was on sale for $3 at target. 

Hippies still like to roll around in the grass. FYI.

Our neighbor a few blocks away always has every blow up available for purchase on their front lawn during the month of October. On Halloween night they bring out the big guns and pull a hearse onto the lawn. Hearses aren't really my thing, but this was a massive production. It isn't quite the same in pictures, but just imagine some spooky music and TONS of kids yelling. And smoke rising out of the back of the hearse. I was assured it looks even spookier when it's dark out.

That about sums it up. We made sure to stop by our friend's houses and then Landon was like "wow guys, I have never been out this late." So we headed back to our street and made sure to say hi to some of our favorite neighbors. Then S gave Landon a few bites of the melted twix she had been holding in her hands for an hour and we put her to bed. And from this point going forward, Halloween just gets more intense. I choose not to think about that for at least another 335 days. The one thing I forgot to do: bring leftover Halloween candy to the office. I'll save that one for Tuesday.

Hope y'all had a good one! 

-RT