Halloween

Last year, Greyson declared his Halloween intentions early, and he never wavered. He was going to be a fire truck. And a fire truck he was (almost).

This year, he really understood Halloween. I think they talk about it at school so he was prepared and knew he would dress up, go to houses and say "trick or treat" and get candy. Early on I asked what he wanted to be and he was confident and consistent. He would be a spider. Not spiderman, but a spider. I found a spider costume but it was a bit expensive. I decided to get some black clothes and some tube socks to make extra "legs" and go the homemade route. Even bought the tube socks. Then, he started to waffle. Now, he would be a bat. Not batman, but a bat. That made mama happy (as a bat lover), but necessitated a new costume idea. Once again decided to go homemade and purchased the pants, shirt, and bat-wing fabric.

Halloween morning, I still had not constructed the costume. And I had a brainstorm. Greyson could wear his cowboy boots, cowboy hat and jeans, and we could make him a little cowboy. After a trip to the dollar store and Old Navy, we had a pony on a stick and a western shirt. And I even talked Greyson into it. Add a red bandana (from his train engineer kit) and a painted on moustache (courtesy of our neighbor Rosa), and we had a geniune cow-roper on our hands. Here he is with Minnie Mouse, getting ready to go out on the town.

He had a great night with Truman and Lennon (Spider man and Spider man) and came home with a full bucket of treats. Two weeks later and the bowl is still full. Thankfully they also taught him at school that you can only eat a piece or two at a time, or you'll get a tummy ache! Here he is at the end of the night, sweaty under his hat.