meow-cackle, meow-cackle.

because of my inexperience in the ways of child-related consumerism, last year we waited too long to get M_ the halloween costume of her choice (see: until, like, the first week in october, by which time every single decent halloween costume for a toddler had been whisked from the shelves of every store within a 50-mile radius of our home), and she ended up with this lame sort of half-sweatsuit half-costume contraption that vaguely resembled a lion... that was okay for last year -- her first real trick-or-treating experience, when she was too green to know better -- but this year it would not do. thus i have pressed M_ to purchase her getup early, and so -- without further ado -- ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner:

the hello kitty witch.

this was M_'s selection, i must stress. i attempted to gently steer her toward the pirate costume, naturally, but she would have nothing to do with it once this thing caught her eye. i'm not even entirely certain i understand the concept of the hello kitty witch, but M_ claims she is going to be, and i quote: a BAD hello kitty witch. i can only imagine that being a “bad” hello kitty witch somehow involves juvenile delinquency with badtz-maru and his thuggish (yet adorable) gang of roly-poly pals, or perhaps joining some sort of violent devil's night protest in detroit with militant black power leader chococat. on the other hand, we all know my melody is a junkie-prostitute, so god knows what sort of trouble she could help M_ get into...

so yeah. hello kitty witch. umm, not exactly my first choice, but then *i* don't have to wear it. thank god.

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[other sweetney]

please note, M_ was actually a Jester for her first "real" Halloween experience. And she tripped and fell on her head. Ouch. There's probably a picture of it somewhere (the injury I mean, of course there are pix of her as a Jester!)

[sweetney]

dude, you so cannot count the jester year. we carried her 95% of the time (even before the head-bashing), she couldn't even *say* trick-or-treat, and she had no clue what the hell was going on. last year at least she sort of grasped a little bit of the general concept.

this year, of course, she's already talking about it and the potential chocolate booty that may be hers.

[tom]

kingston went out last year as flava flav, and the year before that (a carry kinda thang) as hunter s thompson. i was thinking i was gonna have to put my 2 cents in this year, but then he discovered Star Wars. i'm pretty sure he's trying to be Darth Vader, which doesn't differ from any other day of the year. he's already got the superpimp voice changing Darth Vader helmet and the telescoping light-up Darth Vader lightsabre, now we've just gotta put the rest together.

[madness]

god - my favorite subject of all time . . . Maya, my 10 year old, wants to be a mime. A mime? She practices all the time which I find high hilarity, but Husband tells her, "Nobody likes mimes."

Last year we all agreed to be Familia Shrek. Husband begrudgingly was Shrek though he only wore the ears. I was Fiona; Maya, Puss N Boots, and M_ (my M_, M_ R., if you will) ditched us at the last minute and was SuperWoman. She conspired with our dog who was also SuperWoman.

P.S. hello kitty witch? Rad.

[Liz]

There must be some sort of toddler-hip thing with witches this year. Bean's group are all starting to talk about Halloween and she is going as a witch. As an interesting counterpoint to M_, Bean is going to be "the blackest witch but good."

[Kari]

My son is going to be a green kitty. But a Hello Kitty Witch is pretty darn cool! :)

[VenturaMom]

I read your post last night and went to eBay in a panic. Got a Blue's Clues costume for DD. Now we just have to find DH a green striped rugby shirt.

[TheLuckyGal]

We were at Old Navy a couple weeks ago and Zoe spied the costumes. I thought, what the hell, I'll spend 20 bucks on it then I can sell it on consignment (I am so not a-make-it-yourself kind of gal). She picked the chicken. I repeat: chicken. There were like a dozen options - including bunny, cow and princess, all things with which she has a typical three-year old obsession. AND, she persists in saying that chickens say "cock-a-doodle-doo" ...