The Justice League

Halloween is not one of my favorite holidays.  For many reasons.  I don't like how creepy it's gotten over the years.  I've seen toddlers wearing the Scream mask, and others with graphically drawn wounds on their faces.  What happened to clowns and old, fat farmers?  Gypsies, and little boys dressed like their dad, using their mother's eyebrow pencil to draw a mustache on their face?

It's also a problem at our house because of Oldest Boy's diabetes.  A little candy once in a while is fine, but to gluttonously "go for it" isn't good for him - any child really.  Middle Boy's allergic to wheat and dairy, so again,  presents a problem.  Now that they're older, 11 and 9, they understand the limitations of their individual bodies.  It was much more difficult a few years ago.

Without further ado...

I knew Toddler Child was going to be Batman, so I excitedly bought Mary (the dog) her Wonder Woman costume.  I begged Chris to be Robin... he wouldn't do it.  Middle Boy had a Superman costume from last year and I picked up The Flash for Oldest Boy on sale.

I confess that Oldest Boy and Middle Boy only wore these for the photos.  They said they'd be mortified to be seen in the neighborhood actually trick-or-treating in them.  I think they had fun once they were in them though...

After pictures, the two older boys changed into their real costumes and got on with the more important business of trick-or-treating.  [For Toddler Child, it was "twinkle-tweeting".]  Oldest Boy was a Jedi and Middle Boy was a CLONE trooper, not a stormtrooper.  They both made their costumes (except the helmet).

Once the kids were off, Mary had her own important business - guarding the Ross Cave and running upstairs to stare at the bird periodically.  You never know when a parakeet might attack.

We feel sooooo much safer with Wonder Mary on watch.  Her costume commands the respect she's always deserved and the Lasso of Truth concerns us all...