Halloween

 

Like every year the obligatory halloween post. Just pictures really to show change pictorially over the years. There were the pumpkin replacement melons as always. Kids getting older but the story remains the same. Just a little thing to keep them ticking over and mark the ocassion. No guisers at the door and indoors all night for them. Ducking for apples (or slices of) and that sort of thing.

I guess the real story of Halloween was my wife's creative efforts with my oldest daughter's costume. The boy was fine with an off the shelf Iron Man outfit. The middle child happy enough to be Egyptian with the added incentive of a little make up. The oldest though was not for such a simple passing of the pagan festival. Actually is it pagan? Not sure. Anyway she wanted something a bit more. I rolled my eyes but my wife indulged.

The oldest girl is the more creative of the three. Wonderfully creative and artistic. I wouldn't say the most imaginative. I think she gets her creativity from her mum but her artistic streak from me. Not that I am artistic in any way nowadays but I was at her age. Not a creative person but a very good copier. I could copy things on to paper with biro, pencil or felt tip to great acclaim from the family. My oldest daughter is very much the same. That is not to say there is not creativity or imagination there. Maybe its unfair. I just see the same similarities with myself at that age and the chance to wind her up by asking where she copied her latest work from. Her sister is the imaginative one. Maybe too imaginative at times to the point of not really existing here but in a world she has created herself.

I am though getting away from the point here and that is to say that my wife is creative and rubs her hands with glee when the opportunity arises to put her creative streak into action. Whether it be a poem for an ocassion, a song for the kids homework or mostly with her hands to create something from nothing. She jumps at the chance and sees it as a challenge. And this was a challenge. For 3 nights solid at least it occupied and frustrated her. The oldest had decided she wanted to be a centaur and from that idea my wife built a costume which at least lasted for the entrance to the school Halloween disco if not long beyond that. Respect where it is due. Its usually me who is glad to see the back of this festival but this year my wife for sure desired it more than me.