Halloween Parade '10

10.30.10



Costumes were interesting this year. Bleu wanted to be one thing and one thing only... a "strawberry monster." That's what she told my friend Allison back in September, and she did not waver. Every single day she reminded me of her big plans to dress up.


As it turns out berry costumes {and I don't mean Strawberry Shortcake} aren't so popular with the 3T/4T set. I lucked out last minute. Personally I don't think she resembled anything with the word "monster" in it, but I put some black polka dots on her cheeks and she was tickled.


And Buby... I can't tell you how many times he changed his mind before he finally decided on a ghost. We sat down at my computer to look at costumes {I know ghosts are easy to make, but I was due any day and needed to check this off my list}. Buby didn't like a single ghost, and honestly I didn't either. He thought they were all too scary and kindly requested a "happier, friendlier ghost."


I asked Grandma DJ to help. She picked up a plain white sweatshirt, a twin flat sheet, and black sticky-back felt. She stitched arm holes, I made a face, and the day before Halloween Buby added his fish tie and the crazy hat he crafted for spirit week last year.


I thought he looked adorable. Well, adorable-strange. Then minutes before our village parade was set to begin Buby announced that he needed a jet pack. He frantically scoured the playroom for something that would work. Uh oh. This was serious. He said he couldn't fly, and a ghost who couldn't fly didn't feel like a real ghost at all. Be still my heart. I didn't want to crush him, and telling him that he'll never fly felt like telling him there's no Santa. Worse. I suggested we go visit Daddy in the garage. He always knows what to do.


Moments later Buby galloped out of the garage with an enormously proud grin on his face and a rainbow kite tied to his back. He thought he was the coolest, most psychedelic "pterodactyl ghost" ever, and when the wind picked up just enough he swore he could float off the curb.


Mission accomplished.