“I know you’re really busy tomorrow…” he said. It was a guess, of course. A good, accurate guess, but a guess nonetheless.
“What do you need, honey?” I asked. It was just Mass, and school, and the usual stuff on my calendar.
“Can you post pictures of the costumes? Please?”
And so, I interrupt my “I’m too busy to blog” life, by special request, to post Halloween pictures. I don’t know if the children will ever forgive me for ignoring their schoolwork for a bit.
The kids had a piano recital last week, in costume. Therefore, the weekend before was all consumed with sewing, cutting, gluing, painting, etc. But some of the children did not perform, and some of the accessories were not required, therefore, this past weekend was also all consumed with more of the same.
I am very happy that Halloween is over. Life can resume.
First of all, the disaster that was my house for over a week:
|Working on hard tile does nothing good for your back.|
|flotsam and jetsam|
|crucial bike pump|
|work in progress|
|kitchen table, where are you?|
|It was too bright to face me|
|Her hair was cute.|
|She used birthday money to buy her own Toto and ruby red shoes.|
I wish my children were into themes, but we couldn’t get anybody to agree to be a Tin Man or Scarecrow or Lion. I finally convinced Mary to be Glinda the Good Witch.
|Glinda the Good Witch|
Of course, everybody thought she was dressed as a princess. Everybody except for one woman a few doors down who knew exactly who she was. The Wizard of Oz is her favorite movie, she said. This was another costume without a pattern. I should have used a pattern, but I could not find my princess dress pattern. I think I need to organize my supplies.
Katie wanted to be Black Cat Girl from 1960’s era Spiderman. Her father killed Peter Parker’s uncle. Google some images and, um, well, if you don’t have a filter, then don’t do that while children are present. Here is one appropriate pic:
All other online pictures are rated R. I used a black velour warm up suit found at Target and just added some white fluff.
|I told her lipstick wasn’t necessary.|
|Black Cat Girl|
While the girls’ costumes required mostly my labor, the boys’ were in their father’s line. It’s too bad there is no money to be made in this business. Bill has quite a talent.
Billy was a samurai warrior.
Nothing we could do about the blue eyes.
Peter wanted to be a Roman soldier. He is on a Roman soldier kick. Loves all things…as long as they are Roman soldiers.
He had so many people remark how cute he was. Cute? Does this kid look cute? Fierce. Determined. Deadly. Not cute.
Fritz was a Ranger from the Ranger’s Apprentice series. We forgot to put on his oak leaf insignia. I made the cape – very nice cape, if I do say so myself. Bill (and Fritz) did all the accessories: bow, quiver and arrows, various knives and scabbards.
I used the same pattern and made a black cape for my nephew. I had the good fortune of finding two flat queen size sheets in black at the thrift store for $3. Thrift stores are a gold mine for fabric.
Action shots (my nephew is merely an armed thug):
My niece was a skeleton kitty.
Group shot of the girls:
Samurai vs. European-esque warrior:
Dorothy defends Toto against the marauding Goths:
East and West united against the barbarian:
We had a great time last night, although Mary got halfway through the neighborhood and declared she had enough candy and that it was time to go home. She was asleep before 8 pm.