Thursday, October 06, 2005
Halloween is my Holiday-o Favorit-o. I've dressed up for most Halloweens in my lifetime, even if it means merely grabbing a headband with a Tarantula atop.
I went digging for a particular photo tonight, to prepare for The Halloween Blog, and I came across several other photos of Halloween Past.
Here is Halloween 1989. I'd grown weary of 12 hours of ghoulish makeup, and had rinsed mine off; gray hairspray still remains. And there's a little trick-or-treating Lion-O, Age 3 (Thundercats, Thundercats, Thundercats HOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooo!!!!)
My son went through a "stage" when he insisted on being called Lion-O—and in turn, I was referred to not as Mommy, but as "Cheetarah" for almost 6 months, while his father was addressed as "Mumm-ra" (actually, Mumm-wa).
Here he is then, in orange tights and Rit-dyed blue underpants and sox, as the all-powerful Lion-O...
And, imagine, if you will, my carrying home a tuckered out Lion-O, after visiting babysitters and Grandparents, past his bedtime, and cold-creaming all of that orange crap off of his soft little face.
Stay tuned for more Halloween Pastl