I love dress-up. I just do. I’m not sure what it says about me, but I’m glad my kids love it, too.
The night before Halloween, Firstborn received a last-minute invite to a youth group costume party. She requested to go coordinated to her special “friend-boy” as Shaggy & Velma from Scooby Doo. In just a couple of hours we threw together some cosplay, and I think she nailed it.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch…
But back to costumes… for Halloween proper the kids wore the following:
David Bowie / Ziggy Stardust / Aladdin Sane
Firstborn rocked the same glittery, silver boots from last year as Ginger Spice. She did her own makeup and (gratefully) faked the mullet. We found the jumper on Amazon & the earrings on Etsy– both of which she’ll wear again.
Raggedy Ann – and lest anyone believe it to be a sweet & wholesome selection please know she chose this costume simply because her brother has an irrational fear of Raggedy Ann dolls.
Borrowing her big sister’s old Dorothy (Wizard of Oz) dress and my Great-Grandmother’s vintage apron, she also did her own makeup and we found the tights (which I hope she’ll wear again at Christmas) & bonnet on Amazon. Her doll was handmade by her paternal great-grandma when she was newborn.
And Little Man as Logan– aka Wolverine. Which explains why we’ve ignored his need for a haircut for the last few weeks.
Sported the same tank from last year as Freddie Mercury, with stick-on dollar store mustaches Husband fashioned into mutton chops. No, the claws aren’t real Adamantium (snort!), we got them on Amazon, and rather than risk losing Husband’s real dog-tags we used a necklace that looks similar.
After trick-or-treating ’round the neighborhood (13k steps!) Husband took the big kids to a super-scary haunted house that serves as a longstanding, wildly successful fundraiser for a local school.
Come morning, Little Man helped himself to a healthy breakfast…
Happy All Saints’ Day!