Eeeeeek!

Preparations for All Hallow's Eve continue. Gone, however, are the days of yore in which a trip to the local party store would yield a bonanza of appropriate costumes. With the advent of teenage years, dress-up has become a much more fraught affair. Any commercial costumes for girls are designed to display what Herself believes to be an inappropriate amount of flesh. Those for boys are, in Herself's opinion, either extremely gory or excessively juvenile. Encouraging creative, self-designed costumes is now necessary.

Then there is the question of, how old is too old for trick-or-treating? An offer has been made to host a party for the teens at the house, but it is unsure whether they will be interested in doing so (as we know, other peoples' homes are always infinitely superior to one's own abode). Herself will be trapped in the front yard as the hundreds of trick-or-treaters flow by. At least she is pleased with her costume. I will try to convince her to post a picture in due course.

My favorite part will always be the carving of the pumpkins.