Pardon me while I try to recap my entire October, or at least anything mildly Halloweenish.
A few weeks back, Mike and I decided to surprise Zach with breakfast in bed... a whole pumpkin pie and a can of whipped cream. He was pretty excited about that once he woke up enough to enjoy it. He saved most of the pie, and had bites of it at every breakfast for a week.
That same week, we went apple-picking twice at a local farm, and we chose pumpkins for our fall decorating, and one to carve into a jack o'lantern. (Zach's design... he was going for a very scary face.) The animals at the farm were a huge hit with Zachary, as was filling bag after bag with fruit he won't even eat...
What? Don't you consider a blue mohawk to be standard apple orchard attire?! Huh. Maybe my son just has more style than you do.
And speaking of style... I present to you... the costume.
For those of you keen on the details... I shredded a pair of old jeans, hung a chain around his waist, applied a fake tattoo, and painted his face. The hair was done with a thick blue gel, and twisted into spikes that could poke somebody's eye out when they dried. (Yes, we were just practicing the hairdo on the day of the apple orchard.) The dog collar and wrist cuff were both cut from a $2 studded belt I picked up at a thrift store. I cut out a freezer-paper stencil for the shirt (yes, really, it took a few hours), ironed it onto one of Zach's undershirts, and spray-painted the rest of the shirt unevenly to give it a grunge look.
The boy was in seventh heaven, I tell you.
I love that little punk.