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Costumes, Halloween and Genetics

Posted on Facebook this morning…

Thankfully this “costume” would not interest either of my children, though Charlie Sheen does hold a certain appeal for my son, just not in the buff.  The costume(s) Emma picked out, ostensibly for Halloween, but will be worn, undoubtedly, on an almost daily basis for the next few years, are due to arrive any day now.  She chose a pink mermaid outfit, complete with magenta feather boa and yes, the tail is covered in sequins.  As a backup she opted for a “Renaissance Princess” costume with faux fur and a veil.  It’s all very King Arthur meets Lady Macbeth-ish.  She whipped right past the costumes for ghouls, ghosts, goblins, zombies and various farm animals.  She hovered over a “Rainbow Witch” costume, but ultimately passed it by, pointing instead to the hot pink butterfly, the “ice Princess” and a costume I couldn’t figure out what exactly it was supposed to be, but looked like a giant multi-colored lollipop with wings or maybe it was a G-rated version of Lady Gaga, it’s hard to say.  I’m grateful Madonna has yet to come onto Emma’s radar, though it could be argued Lady Gaga, one of Emma’s favorite singers, is not so different.  Both appear to favor the cones used as warnings on construction sites for breasts, still trying to work that one out…

Looking back to other generations, it does seem Emma’s love of costumes was shared by several of her ancestors.  Both my grandparents, her great grandparents held “costume” parties.  There are boxes filled with photographs of my grandparents, particularly my grandmother, wearing some pretty outlandish outfits.  My mother has two racks of “costumes” occupying a corner of her project room in her house.  I have in my possession a hilarious photo of my mother dressed as Tweety Bird, but haven’t asked her permission to post it or I would. Evidently a love of drama and dress up runs deep in my family, one might even say it’s genetic.

Emma doesn’t care about the candy, she has no interest in going up to people and saying “trick or treat”;  for Emma it’s all about the costume.  Unlike her brother who sees the costume as a necessary annoyance to getting sugary morsels, sort of like the jacket and tie required at certain restaurants.  I have to say, I’m with Emma on this one, other than an inexplicable craving for that truly dreadful candy corn, (what do they put in that stuff?)  the idea of wandering around strong arming people into giving me treats doesn’t hold much interest.  However it’s right up Nic’s alley.  Each Halloween we debate which weapon in his arsenal he will brandish.  Usually he chooses several and with the inevitable face paint he demands, resembles something out of a spread in National Geographic featuring child soldiers in some war-torn country.  (Yeah, I did just write that.  Moving right along)  Nic finds Emma’s lack of candy enthusiasm absolutely baffling.  And while Emma doesn’t voice her astonishment at her brother’s disinterest in all things costume, I have to wonder that she doesn’t think it… odd.

It began young…

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