Halloween, 2014

Halloween is not just a day anymore.  It is a season.  And I don't even decorate.  But there seem to be more opportunities for dressing up every year.  And dressing up is the good part, so I don't mind.

First there was the Trunk-or-Treat at the church.  This is D2 as Bilbo Baggins.  He's been planning this outfit for a long time, at least the green shirt and red vest.  When it was time to go, he couldn't find his ring or clear Arkenstone.  If you saw the room he shares with Rollo, you would not be surprised that even such astounding treasures can disappear.  But he made do with a green jewel, and his trusty sword, Sting.  It was blue all night--there must be too many orcs around at Halloween time. 

Rollo wanted to be a Mistborn, a magical warrior from the books by Brandon Sanderson.  Most of them are noble, so he wore a dress shirt and frock coat with his misty gray cloak.  And even though everyone who knew anything said, "But Mistborn don't use swords," he insisted on carrying the sword D2 received for his birthday.  He did put it to use in a prearranged epic duel with a friend out in the parking lot, so it was not a waste.

Meanwhile, Scoot and the Caterpillar were on duty at a football game.  The fans were supposed to wear black that night, so the band, in its usual contrary fashion, went neon.  The Caterpillar designed his shirt, using an embroidery file from EmbroideryShristi (lots of fun patterns there!), and I barely finished it in time.  Scoot borrowed some of the Caterpillar's things.  I don't think it works to be a neon ninja, especially when playing the bari sax--he was sure easy to spot.

Next was the Halloween piano recital.  Every year our piano teacher arranges a little performance at a local Alzheimer's care home.  The kids dress up and play spooky music and the residents pay more or less attention.  This time the spooky music worked, I guess.  One old lady kept saying she was afraid, but stayed in her seat with one of the staff keeping her company.  One man sang along to some of the more popular music (the older kids tended to play show tunes and movie themes), and did pretty well.  Another man offered the teacher some music he had written and asked her to play it.  It was arranged for concert band, though, so it would be hard to sight-read on a piano.  Anyway, Rollo and D2 wore their same costumes.  Scoot wore a lab coat, bowler hat, and stick-on curly moustache.  I thought he'd wear it again later, and I failed to take a picture, but he reminded me of art by Magritte.

There was another football game that evening.  Each section of the band chose a costume theme.  So the Caterpillar was the red part of the rainbow of mellophones. The saxophone section decided to be superheroes, and Scoot was the coolest hero of all--Frozone.  We thought it would be a chilly night, but the cold didn't bother him at all.

When Halloween itself rolled around, I wondered if the boys had had enough.  "It's not raining right now," I said as twilight closed in.  "Do you want to go trick-or-treating?"  Five minutes later, it was pouring.  But by the time they were actually ready to go, the rain had stopped.  We had quite a nice walk around the usual neighborhood.  There weren't many kids out.  Maybe we were a bit late, maybe the threat of rain was too much?  But the boys had a good time and collected a good haul.  Maybe I should go reduce their inventory a bit . . .