Ceci n'est pas une pumpkin

Last week, a coworker showed off some little pumpkins her kids had made using cuties and some ghosts made of bananas. Although I’m not usually the crafty/Pinteresty type, I found these charming and was sort of irrationally excited to make the pumpkins. I don’t really like eating citrus fruit, and I detest celery (which I used for the stalks), but I got a kick out of making these.



With Halloween just passed and having thought recently of some photos my dad scanned a few years ago, I decided to go back and find some of my childhood Halloween photos. I also remember being the Hulk one year, and I had a great homemade E.T. costume another year that I wish I had photos of. The year my sister and I followed a Star Wars theme was among the best.

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1981. I guess I was the burger king? That’s supposed to be a beard, I think.

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The saddest pirate. I think this was the makeup for a pirate costume my dad wore as a kid, which I wore to some Fall Festival, though my actual trick-or-treating costume for that year appears below.

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Procure candy you must.

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This was in 1983. My mom crocheted the snake around my neck and my sister’s Leia wig. In fact, everything but the mask was homemade, including the nifty utility belt.


Every year, we carve pumpkins. The kids aren’t quite old enough yet to carve their own. Typically they draw their designs on the pumpkins and I carve, but they both just offered creative direction this year. We had a little popcorn during, and then we made caramel to pour over it. Because it seemed unlikely that there’d be enough candy in our near future without it.