October 31, 2011

Halloween With Teenagers

Halloween changes when you have teenagers. First, decorating has changed.

When they were little, it was a family of pumpkins. The kids had to have five pumpkins... one for each of us and they were decorated accordingly. Finally we put our foot down and had one COLLECTIVE pumpkin for it was decided it was absolutely too stupid to spend that much money on pumpkins even if it was going to the local United Methodist Church.

We took pictures in the pumpkin patch, in the beginning in their costumes, then just in regular clothes as they ran through the patch looking for the 'perfect' pumpkin, hoping to convince their father, bigger was better, a philosophy they seemed to have been born with, attached somewhere to a Y chromosome.

Last year was the first year that we parents absolutely did not assist in the carving. With minds of their own and an ability to handle sharp objects, we left them to their own devices and creativity.

Appalled... surprised? Remember last year?

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This year I was not home as the buying of pumpkins commenced. The boys had convinced their father that THREE was the magic number. And this year, instead of a single pumpkin, we had a creation of a pumpkin murder scene.


Just so you know... that's an evil pumpkin on the top of the ladder, who pushed off the pumpkin at the bottom, with the pumpkin under the ladder looking on in horror.

I'll give it to you individually... just in case you need to see a piece by piece breakdown.

Evil Pumpkin

Horrified Pumpkin

Dead Pumpkin

Meanwhile, with the big day here, things have changed with the kids themselves as well. Ringo doesn't Trick or Treat, but goes to hang out with friends and watch movies. He's 16. Mr. T decided he was going to watch Monday Night Football. He is 14.

That left Bones... to go alone.

Bones is a very social person. He suddenly got all sad sacky on me and copped bad attitude. It didn't matter that he had coerced me to go as...

... what I call, 'The Angry Chicken'.

We got him OUT of the house. His father took him. Thirty minutes into it, my husband called and said, "What is his deal? He's got really bad attitude."

I said, 'He didn't really want to go alone, I think. I think he's sad. Let me talk to Mr. T... Come home and I'll see if he'll go."

So I explained the situation to my middle son who said, "No big deal. I'll go..."

We proceeded to look for last year's costume, the Whoopy Cushion, but couldn't find it. All we could find was Bones' costume from a couple years ago when he went as a Mustard Bottle. Bones was 10. Mr. T is 14.

The Mustard Bottle was a little small. When Bones wore it, it came down to his knees.

Mr. T put it on and he and I started to laugh so hard, I nearly started to cry. I think two things did it for me... 1) he looked like a village idiot, and 2) that he would do this for his brother. He would look SO ridiculous for his little brother.

I got a picture of the two of them together. After they left, my husband sent me a txt that said, "This is much better... there is laughter."


It is funny what people think when they come to my door. I think the mothers with only daughters are kind of appalled by our pumpkin displays. I think they are thankful they don't have boys. I think they want to keep their daugthers away from my boys. I suspect anyway.

As for me? I'd not have it any other way...

Posted by Boudicca at October 31, 2011 09:21 PM

Absolutely LOVE your family!

Posted by: Mrs. Who at October 31, 2011 10:20 PM

That is totally cool, having an older brother willing to give up MNF and go trick-or-treating with his younger brother. Growing up, I likely would've been told "tough shit", or made to pay dearly later.

Posted by: diamond dave at November 1, 2011 03:11 AM

I tried last week to convince my youngest to go as an Angry Bird. No go. Last night... "mom mom mom, where is my angry bird costume?" Instead he was frick'n hilarious as a Slytherin student. I need your boys to take my boys trick or treating. Now that would be funny. I could barely keep up they ran so fast.

Posted by: vwbug at November 1, 2011 04:44 AM

The first time I ever saw a pic of a pumpkin vomiting in a toilet, I was disgusted (and a bit gaggy!). But now I've grown to appreciate the art in setting the scene. Cute work from your artists. And Mr. T??? What a gem!! In a good way! Every kid should have a big brother like that.

Posted by: PeggyK at November 1, 2011 05:45 AM

I love the pumpkins. Beats the heck out of old-school versions. And I agree with PeggyK that Bones is lucky to have such a cool big brother.

Posted by: George P at November 1, 2011 07:47 AM

Spend that much money on pumkins?


Pumpkins are that expensive in Florida?

They are practically free here in the Great White North, grown everywhere, sold on the roadside in small stands.


And they last forever because of the cold. People put pumpkins out at least 2 weeks before Halloween and they last beyond.

Posted by: Quality Weenie at November 1, 2011 11:30 AM

Haha My family totally digressed this year. My son handed out candy for the first time while his sister studied for 2 exams. She bought the pumpkin (from the same church) on the way home from school in the pouring rain, carved it, and roasted the seeds. Husband watched football. I finally got to relax! Love your boys but they missed my house!!

Posted by: jd at November 1, 2011 01:04 PM

You have great kids.

Love the pumpkins... I went all Halloween Scrooge and didn't decorate or hand out candy for the first time in thirty years. However, I couldn't break with the tradition of carving a pumpkin. Most years I do anywhere from 3 to 7, but this year, just one.

Posted by: Spockgirl at November 1, 2011 03:38 PM

It was my first at home experience and it was a hoot. I had 3 oompa loompa girls show up, all dressed alike in home made costumes faithful to the movie and with the hair coloring. Amazing.
What a great night.

Posted by: Curtis at November 1, 2011 06:35 PM

An idea for next year's pumpkin:

Go with the evil one again, then find a severed leg style decoration (dressed in jeans w/ sock and old shoe), place in the pumpkin's mouth, and coat liberally with fake blood.

Posted by: Andrew Phule at November 2, 2011 10:05 PM

Are there really people in this country who need the word "Mustard" in order to be able to correctly identify the costume?

Posted by: heresolong at November 5, 2011 12:10 PM