Halloween conflicted with Prop 8 work this year, so we did a lot of costume borrowing. We borrowed a beautiful ballerina costume from a friend (thanks Shonda!) and the instant Lucy put it on she became a floating, twirling personage of glitter and sparkles. I caught her a few times staring at herself in the mirror, just flitting from right to left. And then the candy comes. She popped See's chocolate pumpkin balls like they were going out of style! She must have my weakness for fine chocolate (and Nellie feeds that weakness!). Poor undernourished and overtired girl wanted nothing more than a bed by the end of the night.
Sam, our Jedi warrior, thought he was one bad dude. He wanted to be a scary Jedi, though, so we (in a pinch) borrowed Grandma Nellie's eye shadow and he instantly went to the dark side.
Good guy
Bad guy (with a sweet smile!)Ben really got the shaft. I had all these great ideas--the Chik-Fil-A cow, a sumo wrestler, a Holy Cow (a cow with wings and a halo--I guess I was on a cow kick), but alas they never blossomed into anything besides ideas. I like to take advantage of the few years I get to choose their costumes, but maybe next year. So Ben was a samurai just like Sam was at that age.
