Back in August ( I think) I asked Manu what he wanted to be for Halloween. I thought I’d do the nice thing and ask first. Then once he’d forgotten what he told me he wanted, I’d just ahead and make him whatever I wanted. I’m a good parent like that. “Monkey!”, he said. And he didn’t forget it. By mid September I realized I was going to have to come up with a monkey costume. For some reason I’m opposed to buying pre-made costumes. I don’t have a good reason. I just don’t like it. But an entire monkey costume was going to be a lot of sewing . Of course I would need two of these ( I like them to coordinate too) unless I was willing to torture Zeems by making him into a banana and I wasn’t. So two monkeys. Then my sister suggested to save time I make Monkeys Jumping on the Bed. Make the headpieces, the tails, put them in pajamas and call it a day. Brilliant. Done. The monkey hats took a little time. The actual hat was easy but I’m crazy and decided I needed to hand-embroider the face. I hammered those out in two days. The tails were another day. Not too bad. Much better than a full body costume.
A pre-Halloween fitting. Zeems celebrating his half-nakedness. Baby bump in full effect. Monkey in a box. The weekend before Halloween our little borough had a costume and puppet parade for the kiddos. It was adorable.
Afterward we met all our neighborhood friends at the local coffee shop for treats.
It was then I decided I didn’t want to leave New Haven. I love our school. I love our new friends. I love that I can walk into my favorite cafe and the owner will play with my children so I have two minutes of peace to drink my coffee. Riz said I could forget it. He reminded me of the public school situation and made it clear that private school was not an option. Later I got online to check out tuition prices to build my case for staying. Blah. $20,000/ year times 3 kids (at the same time) times 13 years (K-12). Hmmmm. The math is easy, even for a public school grad like me, but don’t do it. It’ll make you sick. And that’s before college. Whatevs. Back to Halloween. Monkeys jumping on the bed!
The monkeys made out very well trick-or-treating. It was a bit chilly so Azeem and I hit up our street and then headed back home to hand out candy. Arman was determined to fill his bucket and he did. For the safety of my youngest, I took it upon myself to consume any and all candy containing peanuts (I told you I was a good mom) which is pretty much all the good stuff. Everyone wins here.
Now that that’s all said and done, we are eagerly anticipating the holiday season. Turkeys, trees and oodles of treats. So much more fun ahead!