Sunday, November 1, 2009

Spooks and Ghouls

Halloween. Costumes. Candy. Personality changes. (Direct result of the candy.) Tantrums. What's not to love?

Oh, and of course, my husband's annual embarrassing costume choice, which, inevitably involves some form of disgusting facial hair. Who would have thought Jake would be such a Halloween afficionado?

Here's the scene just a few days before Halloween. Crazy Denver weather. It snowed another foot and a half after I snapped this photo. Thank goodness for all-wheel-drive is all I can say. Judd had no clue as to what to do with all this snow. He had never really seen it before. This is what happened as soon as I opened the garage door: both kids took off running into the accumulating snow and within a few feet fell flat on their faces. Judd was quite stunned. Ellie, being more experienced in snow, got up and kept on truckin'. Judd made a beeline for the icy puddle at the bottom of the driveway, fell in, and decided he was done.
Ellie decided on Halloween that she was going to be Princess Minnie. Up to that point, I thought she was going to be a Cinderella princess or something like that. Ellie has many princess options. Oh, and by the way, I want you all to know that Jake calls Ellie his little princess. I once heard that one of the cardinal rules of dating for dudes is to never date a chick whose father calls her "princess." Not sure if Jake is sabotaging her on purpose. . .

By the time I remembered to snap a photo of Judd in his Judd-zilla costume, it was after we had trick-or-treated and he was well beyond being able to keep it together. This is the best I could do. (Costume is homemade.) Jake claims this photo is great because this is "classic Judd."

Here is another attempt.

Yes, I am aware that there is something strange growing on Jake's face. I didn't get a photo, but this is the remnant of Jake's Halloween costume. Walker Texas Ranger. He went all the way costume-wise with this one. What he really wanted was Walker Texas Ranger running a marathon, but I nixed that one as just too random. Of course, after he was done with the costume, he had to shave the beard into something that I would totally object to, and this year tops off all other years. I have no idea what this is supposed to be, but it utterly offends me.

Then, Jake makes this commentary: "Do you think there are styles that are just so ruined by certain people that they will never come back into style?"

Me: "Huh?"

Jake: "Well, I'm just wondering when the Hitler is going to come back."

Happy Halloween Y'all!

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