Did I frighten you with this picture?  I’m so sorry, take a second to catch your breath.  There, all better now? 

Halloween is a time for scary, so you can’t blame me for trying.

But seriously, I think the idea of daughter and mom dressing within a theme for Halloween is super fantastic. Especially a theme from such a worthy literary work.  Glinda approves.

Teri’s makeup?  Pretty cool. 

Her daughter’s dress? Very cute.

The Queen of Hearts costume itself? Way fab.

However, are you guys seeing what I’m seeing in this picture?

Have a safe and happy Halloween, everyone!

Do NOT tell Mizz Britney! She’ll be ordering the entire range.

Yes, folks, bring the Ragnarok, we can just shutter this world now; it’s over. There is an actual company which retails celebrity-tribute wigs for babies. Maybe they’ll be adding a little Katie-Lee Webster/Elvis Weasley version soon.

Admittedly, at this time of year it’s acceptable as almost practical. I mean, jam the awesomeness which is the Bob Marley on little JoJo’s head and hey, presto, instant Halloween costume.

“No baby, no cry“

For a more feminine, if more felonious look, there’s the Lil Kim.

“For your little miss thang. Sassy pink locks for the diva in diapers”

Then there’s the Donald Trump, although why in the name of all that is holy you’d want your precious treasure to resemble that cotton-candy monstrosity of a comb-over I cannot imagine.

“You’re hired! Meet the new CEO of the playgroup”

But nobody messes with the Samuel L.

“You know what they call a wig for a baby in Paris?
They call it a Le Baby Toupee”

Should you be overcome with the irresistible urge to purchase after seeing these fine designs (lined with soft fleece! For maximum baby sweat!), know that there’s a gallery of happy, apparently well-adjusted babies wearing their wigs proudly. From the evidence, it would seem that The Donald clearly runs the place. Voting enabled, y’all!

No store-bought Spiderman or ghost or jokey celebrity reference or, god forbid, Paris Hilton In Jail costume is good enough for the spawn of a true acolyte of the Great Old Ones. Instead, why not dress up your child as the adorable and tentacular Elder God Cthulhu? Another in the fine tradition of reverence for the great HP Lovecraft’s Cthulhu Mythos stories, from the LiveJournal of Allistairagator the Magnificent.

via BoingBoing

It arrived in the mail last week.

The official sign that my son is growing up.

You see, in Halloweens past, it was me who basically suggested what he should have for a costume.  For the first three years or so, his input was pretty negligible.  I mean, the kid could barely talk, so if he had any objections to being Tigger when he was a baby, his articulation needed to be better than “Uuuuuggghhhh.” Really, that could be interpreted either way. When he got a little older, I kept him in deliberate ignorance of all the costume choices out there. 

This, year, it’s different. 

From an episode of “Arthur” he gleaned the information that Halloween costumes are supposed to be scary.  No cute costumes allowed, Mom, I was told.  So much for me holding that show in high esteem anymore. He wanted to scare the bejeebers out of everyone that sees him, and after looking through many costumes that fit his description of “ghost pirate,” I think he is going to accomplish that goal.

Actually, I think it scares him a little, he is just too stubborn to admit it. He doesn’t like the makeup as shown, so we won’t do it that way.  Maybe just a white face with some black around the eyes.  A kinder, gentler dead pirate guy, if you will.   Thank goodness the sword isn’t included in the costume, because I think it is a bit over the top.  And to think, he has never even seen any of the Pirate of the Caribbean movies.

My little boy is getting older. 

Sniff. Pass me that tissue, will you?

Forget the tissue, just give me the whole box.

Who says Britney Spears is a bad mom? Why, she’s already got the boys’s Halloween costumes sorted! That’s what I call being involved!