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.
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.
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.
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