3, 2, 1, It's Halloween

The countdown to Halloween has been difficult for me this year.  Different than last.  Last year I was determined to not let Ian down by my lack of enthusiasm for his favorite day of the year.  Hoping he could see that all that was ever important to him was still important to me.  I still feel that way to a certain degree, but now I'm forced to wonder--at 17 would Ian still be psyched about Halloween?  Would he have grown out of it?  Can't say.  He's not here.

We considered all the gross or gruesome things we could do at the cemetery to share the holiday with Ian but decided it would not be received well by others.  I won't see Ian in a costume this year so I thought I would post some of the best ones.

Groovy Dude

At Dad's office in Texas

Mad Scientist for the Spook Alley

Biker with a real Harley Davidson Jacket

Elvis--most kindergartners love Elvis right?

This one just makes me sad.  He was soooo ill.

Couch cushion with straps

"Dad did my makeup!"

"Fighter-fighter"

And best of all, the best costume and the best attitude in the world--Napoleon Dynamite!!!

He was so disappointed that his Hispanic friend Jordan wouldn't be Pedro.