Conjoined twins Satan and Jesus, argue continuously while trick or treating in the East Village in 2006.
Showing posts with label halloween. Show all posts
Showing posts with label halloween. Show all posts
Sunday, July 01, 2012
Halloween 2006
Conjoined twins Satan and Jesus, argue continuously while trick or treating in the East Village in 2006.
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Halloween - The New Era
So now that I have a teenage son, we can no longer tag along for trick or treating. What is most disappointing is not seeing all of his friend's costumes, and not seeing Halloween through the eyes of a child. I will never forget our first trick or treating with Max when he was around 3. He could not believe that people were giving him candy, and we were letting it all happen. He ate every piece of candy as it came into his bag.
Over the years he got more sophisticated, as we all did, in divying it up at the end of the night and judging the evening's success by how many name brand chocolate candies received vs. Polish hard candies (sometimes though they are weirdly soft) with pictures of generic fruit on the wrapper. Since the kids in the East Village trick or treat at the stores and not to individual's homes, the night's take can have surprises - comic books, candles and stickers are not uncommon.
So last night, we prowled around, feeling jealous of the parents with young kids with the candy-hunger in their eyes. Then we met up with Vicky, the mother of Max's oldest trick or treating partner, and with whom we have spent every Halloween for the past 12 years. But our kids were at a party, and probably getting into trouble, without us.
We had a nice sushi dinner and then to Theater for the New City, another tradition that I didn't realize was a tradition until this year when we realized we'd come to this party for the past several years. It seems that their Halloween party has become more established and elaborate over the years, with more performances and interesting costumes than ever. This year Matt's band played, and Max, his friend and 2 Polish girls (I never learned their names) had painted a mural the night before.
Halloween of Year's Past.
Over the years he got more sophisticated, as we all did, in divying it up at the end of the night and judging the evening's success by how many name brand chocolate candies received vs. Polish hard candies (sometimes though they are weirdly soft) with pictures of generic fruit on the wrapper. Since the kids in the East Village trick or treat at the stores and not to individual's homes, the night's take can have surprises - comic books, candles and stickers are not uncommon.
So last night, we prowled around, feeling jealous of the parents with young kids with the candy-hunger in their eyes. Then we met up with Vicky, the mother of Max's oldest trick or treating partner, and with whom we have spent every Halloween for the past 12 years. But our kids were at a party, and probably getting into trouble, without us.
We had a nice sushi dinner and then to Theater for the New City, another tradition that I didn't realize was a tradition until this year when we realized we'd come to this party for the past several years. It seems that their Halloween party has become more established and elaborate over the years, with more performances and interesting costumes than ever. This year Matt's band played, and Max, his friend and 2 Polish girls (I never learned their names) had painted a mural the night before.
Halloween of Year's Past.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Saturday, November 03, 2007
Halloween - The Disappointment Continues
So my son growing up hasn't stopped, despite all attempts to make him feel guilty about leaving us behind. He keeps saying things like, "Mom I'm in high school now," which really doesn't help. I KNOW he's in high school. So what?
I came home early for Halloween hoping at least to be able to see him before he went out, and to help him do anything last minute for his costume, and of course to get a photo. But no, I missed him, by the time I got home at 4:15 he was gone. Our annual tradition of trick or treating with his best friend Miles, which we've done since they were in nursery school, was morphing into the two of them and their big, giant friends, hanging out, probably making trouble, and not even getting a lot of candy to show for it.
Also for the first time I thought their costumes did not live up to their creative potential. They were "anal crabs" (their name, not mine) and by the end of the night they were both very sore from bending over, and their necks were rubbed raw from the shirts. Their skit was to fight on the floor. Apparently a lot of people kicked them while they were down there. They thought it was funny.
They did agree to meet up with us for sushi dinner, bringing along a new friend, Lion, so we got to see them for a while, but they rushed off (the service was very very slow) after hardly eating anything, and we went home and watched tv and felt like we were missing out on all the fun.
The anal crabs
Marc, always good with the impromptu getup that freaks out little kids. The eyes are made from a plastic scotch tape dispenser and ping pong balls. I like the lights in the back that look like a man walking on his head.
The minute she saw the pumpkin Jezebel had to get in on the action, and she did the exact same thing as last year when she was only a couple months old - get that candle out of there! What is a candle doing inside the orange thing?
I came home early for Halloween hoping at least to be able to see him before he went out, and to help him do anything last minute for his costume, and of course to get a photo. But no, I missed him, by the time I got home at 4:15 he was gone. Our annual tradition of trick or treating with his best friend Miles, which we've done since they were in nursery school, was morphing into the two of them and their big, giant friends, hanging out, probably making trouble, and not even getting a lot of candy to show for it.
Also for the first time I thought their costumes did not live up to their creative potential. They were "anal crabs" (their name, not mine) and by the end of the night they were both very sore from bending over, and their necks were rubbed raw from the shirts. Their skit was to fight on the floor. Apparently a lot of people kicked them while they were down there. They thought it was funny.
They did agree to meet up with us for sushi dinner, bringing along a new friend, Lion, so we got to see them for a while, but they rushed off (the service was very very slow) after hardly eating anything, and we went home and watched tv and felt like we were missing out on all the fun.
The anal crabs
Marc, always good with the impromptu getup that freaks out little kids. The eyes are made from a plastic scotch tape dispenser and ping pong balls. I like the lights in the back that look like a man walking on his head.
The minute she saw the pumpkin Jezebel had to get in on the action, and she did the exact same thing as last year when she was only a couple months old - get that candle out of there! What is a candle doing inside the orange thing?
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
It's Almost Halloween
It's The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown is on TV and the giant pumpkin that we bought a couple of weeks ago while apple picking has finally been carved. In our annual tradition, Max drew the face and Dad carved it out. This year it came out particularly good, probably because we have the biggest pumpkin we've ever had.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Sunday, March 05, 2006
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