As some of you know, Halloween is a controversial subject in our house. I grew up celebrating it full force. My mom used to stay up until 4am, sewing our costumes. I was a bunch of grapes once. My mom sewed each individual grape, stuffed it, and then put it on this giant purple costume. It was awesome. I always won most original. Now that I think of it, there was only one year that I did not win, and that was the year I was a clown!!!! My classmate who was dressed up like a baby won most original. Maybe that is where my fear and loathing of clowns started. Anyway, Alex prefers to ignore Halloween totally. Where he grew up, Halloween was a scary time. Mischief night(or goosey night, or cabbage night) was actually a time when criminal activity abounded. He breathes a giant sigh of relief when November rolls around. I am usually the one in charge of handing out any candy.
This year though, (this year!) was different. Because now we have a son. A cute son. A cute son who would look even cuter in a costume. But, we had to figure this Halloween thing out. Are we celebrating it? How far do we go? Do we buy him a costume? Do we take him trick or treating? We pretty much have to search our hearts and decide. Alex feels very strongly about not celebrating. I felt very strongly about dressing Gideon up. The rest...well I could live without it.
However, the decision was taken out of our hands. Gideon's cousins, Luis and Izzy, gave him a Mickey Mouse costume for his birthday. I mean, there we go. We couldn't NOT use it. Right? See for yourself:
Gideon lounging at Gymboree
No longer lounging...on the move!
I usually dress up for work...do you think he approves?
He wouldn't wear the hands with the costume, but he wears them solo.