So Halloween has come and gone and with it Grant's last “First” holiday. It's crazy to think that this time last year was the scariest Halloween ever as we sat around on pins and needles just waiting for the big moment that would change our lives forever. This year was much more fun because we got to dress that big moment up as what ever we wanted.
We went through several drafts of the Halloween costume. My first idea was a super-complex zergling costume complete with wings and pincers. That was way beyond my skill as a costume maker however. For a while before Halloween he went through a phase where he'd head bang while hitting the floor with drum sticks so I though some thick glasses, a baby flannel and a blond wig would make him a perfect Baby Garth. I was even going to dress up as Wayne to complete the ensemble/explain the reference. Unfortunately he stopped doing this as much, and really even this was beyond my skills are a costume maker.
Finally as the time drew near, we decided to just buy him a costume. Total party foul I know but you do what you gotta do when you're untalented. Sally and I are both hoping to raise a very practical child so we picked the costume with the most extra uses we could find. The kangaroo was a natural choice, it came with a toy he could play with, it fit right over his clothes, it was warm and the pocket could hold enough candy we wouldn't need to take a bucket. All this at the price of no one knowing what he was.
Seriously people, he had a pouch with a little kangaroo in it. They don't make space man costumes with that feature. Believe me, I looked. But we got all kinds of wrong guesses. Deer. Horse. Rabbit. At least they were all mammals. I guess.
We had a lot of fun though. We took him to my work's Halloween party and then the local ward's trunk-or-treat the next day. We were going to take him to the Chinese Ward activity, but he was a little sick and slept through it.
Through out it all, we could tell that he knew something important and excited was going on and he just didn't know what. I can't wait til next year when concepts like candy and costumes are more within his grasp.
Oh and everything they say is true. When you grow up, you can steal your kid's Halloween candy.
