Last night, of course, was trick-or-treating. I think Rowan is at the perfect age for this type of event. As Mike says, “Everything is so magical for him, and new and exciting.” He’s right too. The amount of energy that kid exudes is incredible. It’s impossible not to catch some of his excitement.
This was Rowan’s 6th Halloween, so let’s take a walk through the past, shall we?
This was Rowan’s first Halloween at 2 months old. We didn’t really go trick-or-treating this year, but we totally rocked the whole handing out of candy thing. (We even gave away the good stuff!)
This is Rowan’s second Halloween costume at 14 months. I limited the trick-or-treating to my dad’s office and the nursing home, where he was a HUGE hit! Seriously, you want to make the elderly happy? Stick a baby in a costume in the middle of the room, and let him go nuts. They will be tickled pink!
This was the year of the construction worker. Rowan had just turned two, and really had the concept of asking for candy down. He even said, “Please?” I think this was the costume that kept on giving too….he still uses that tool belt and all the tools. I knew investing in real tools instead of plastic ones was the way to go!
For a brief time Rowan wanted to be “the guy that drove the fire truck.” Shortly after this Halloween when he was three, he abandoned that idea to cultivate his dream of being the ice cream man. Wise choice, my boy. Wise choice.
This was last year’s costume, when he was four. He’s always loved to cook (he is going to make an awesome husband some day), and wanted to express that side of him through costume. He pulled it off beautifully, and still throws the jacket and hat on from time to time to subtly tell me that he wants to bake cupcakes.
Without further ado, I present to you, the 2013 homemade costume of awesomeness……..THE MAN WITH THE YELLOW HAT!!!!
OH….EM….GEE you guys…I know I’m biased, but holy cow did he look cute. Curious George has been his favorite series of books for a long time. Years even! Like three years! That’s a long time when you’re only five. We dyed the shirt and pants, cut the tie out of felt, and glued the black polka-dots onto it. The hat is an old straw hat we found at a thrift store, that we covered in yellow felt, with a wad of stuffing to shape the top of it. The boots are his rubber barn boots that he’s had for a year or so. The black belt we had, and the stuffed Curious George came from my Aunt Dorothy. The whole ensemble was a hit. Here a few photos from trick-or-treating in town:
Good ol’ Mike, who so graciously pulled the wagon up and down all the hills and through the crowds of people in the dark. He’s a good guy.
Anyway, a good time was had by all. It was a lovely time of socializing with the neighbors and getting to know them better. I think everyone needs to take advantage of the opportunity trick-or-treating gives us to reach out to the people we share our town with. I’m always shocked at how many wonderful people live near me that I never see or talk to. I have no one to blame for that except myself either. I’ve got my foot in the door now, and I hope that I don’t let another year go by without getting to know them better.