Halloweening

 Happy Halloween from Teddy Roosevelt, his pet zebra (yes!  He really had one!) and his prize hunting mounts...

I've been told by my middle son that this may be Judah's last year dressing up.  

Which means he is becoming a boring old person.  ;-)

Regardless of what happens next year, I am glad that he was a good sport this year.  Our theme wouldn't have worked without him.

He nailed Roosevelt too, didn't he?!

If Teddy looks a bit quizzical here, it is because he was being blinded by prescription glasses from Salvation Army whose lenses I could not pop out with breaking them.  

Ah... but wait!  He sees something!!!

His ferocious kill:

Moses didn't really understand that he was a wall mount and not actually a living, hissing, ferocious cheetah.

Apparently, I didn't understand either.  Pretty sure wall mounts don't smile...

I didn't have to spend more than $2.00 on glasses for Judah.   I *did* spend more than that because I bought felt and brown paint on Friday because I was uptown and couldn't remember what colors I had at home.  (And yes, I had them already,  sooooo.... that was frustrating.)

Oh- and I bought black hairspray for Ineke.

But I didn't sew a single thing and the grand total was less than a fancy coffee.

  Easiest year ever!!!

In my opinion, the age old debate about Christians celebrating Halloween or trick-or-treating doesn't apply to us at all. 

Because this is what Halloween looks like for us...

Visiting and bringing joy and laughter to a handful of special "old people" living nearby is just about where it's at.  

A Narnian Halloween

Corynn had to get herself married and move away and Andrew is too old to dress up (still NOT too old to eat the candy though.)  That left a perfect Narnian Four.

and a Wicked White Witch

(Matt was supposed to be Mr. Beaver and even had himself some lovely ears and a tail- but he wound up coming home too late from work to don them.)

Edmund

(I can't describe how elated Moses was when a friend loaned him a REAL SWORD for the occasion.)

(Thanks to the dollar store for giving me a break from cardboard helmet making.  Though seriously, whose head do they think will FIT that thing?! Not a Newmans', that's for sure.)

Lucy

(The only suitable vile for Lucy's cordial was a glitter vile.  And her dagger was cardboard and kindling.  Use your imagination, people!)

(See all that red?!  I very nearly burned that red material up when cleaning the Granary this year.  (It had, apparently, been home to quite a family of rodents throughout the years...)  But it was such a large piece of fabric, that I decided to wash it up just in case I ever needed it for costuming.  And it was THE PERFECT SIZE for Lucy's cape and Moses' tunic/lion this year!  I love it when that happens.)

(This golden lion formed from bakeable clay was made in haste and broke almost immediately after these photos were taken.  But it was still my favorite part of Peter's ensemble.)

Judah makes a handsome Peter.  

(I am trying not to let the fact that his shoulder tips were turned in rather than out bother me.)

A borrowed sword.  Papa's flintlocking pouch.  I did have to buy that faux leathery fabric but it was under $5 at Hobby Lobby thanks to a perfectly timed sale/remnant.  

(It was 80 degrees this Halloween.  Not the greatest time to wear a fur blanket.  Just sayin'.)

The White Witch was looking pretty ruddy.

Susan

(We were going to use Adele's bridesmaids dress for her costume but we saw this dress on Shein for a song.  It did require her to meticulously paint every bright white pearl on the sides with nailpolish though.)  And because it wasn't a real bridesmaids dress, I felt like I could add green details to the sleeves and bodice without ruining it forever.  Arrows were made out of chopsticks and feathers, the quiver from a pringles can.)

It all looks so authentic until Moses lets the pizza box writing slip.  ;-)

(I found a pack of LED icicles at the dollar store which I affixed to an old bent up crown...by far the coolest part of my costume.)

Andrew showed up just in time to eat candy and photobomb me as I was trying to capture my glowing crown...

Andrew would have been a fabulous Mr. Tumnus.  But NOOOOOOO.  

If anyone wants to guilt him into costuming up next year, feel free to leave a comment telling him he must.  

(Maybe he'd listen to you...)