Halloween Costumes of Years Gone By

While going through photos from my past, I realized that I don't have many photos of Halloween. The photo below was taken when I must have been about three years old. I, predictably, was dressed in a clown costume, while my sister, the braver of the two of us was dressed up as the scary witch.

In my vague memory of that Halloween, I recall seeing my sister for the first time in her costume peering at me, from outside the house, through into the living room window. I think if my mother could have given me valium to calm down after seeing my scary witch sister, she might have. Keep in mind my mother, to her dying day, didn't believe in any kind of medication. I was, needless to say, terrified.

All through my sister's short life she was fascinated by horror films and I wouldn't have anything to do with them. She, on the other hand, thought seeing the movie "The Boston Strangler" was a far better choice than, let's say, "The Yellow Submarine" starring the Beatles. The YS would have been my pick. You know how people say that it is uncanny how animals fit their owners? Well, I, of course, have a cat that is afraid of her own shadow....l.o.l.

Below is a photo of my first born standing next to my middle daughter. I was pregnant with my third daughter when this photo was taken. I thought they looked adorable as cow girls. There was no peer pressure to arrive in a Pottery Barn cupcake costume when my girls were little. Costumes weren't as elaborate back then as I recall.

Below is a photo of my youngest daughter, on the far right, with two of her friends from grammar school. Lindsay is wearing her grandmother's glasses from the fifties (with the lenses popped out) and a poodle skirt I made for the occassion.

We're missing last year's pictures of my grandsons, but two years ago they dressed up as a hobbit, a ninja, and a lion.