Indiana Jones

Well I really felt the pressure of Halloween this year to try and top the Captain Jack Sparrow costume from last year. Of course part of the fun of Halloween is choosing the costume. And yes, I let Johnny pick his costume on his own (after telling him all the ninja's and masked men didn’t come in his size) he decided to be one of the men that hangs in our movie room. (Thank God it wasn’t Kramer ) He decided to be Mr. Indiana Jones. I was pleased with his choice. The costume was fairly simple to put together or so I thought. Ever notice when you are actually looking for something it is nowhere to be found? I searched high and low for dark brown slacks and a tan button down shirt. After a tank of gas and a headache I went to target and came out with cargo pants and a white button down. It was going to have to do! I purchased the whip from a Halloween store and the hat is Poppy's, which fit on Johnny's big ol head just fine. We also included the holster and pistol which Johnny already had.


We were on our way to the annual Dojo party and I just felt like something wasn’t right about the costume. He had the hat, the 5 O'clock shadow, and whip but we needed to make up for no satchel and leather jacket. Then I had the greatest idea ever - dirt, we needed dirt. There was a nearby construction site and when we pulled up there was mounds of Georgia red clay. So I told Johnny to go roll around in the dirt, get it everywhere including your face, the kid looked at me like I was crazy and did have a concern about the dirt causing pimples, LOL. But once he started rolling he got into character quickly, standing on top of the dirt mountain cracking his whip.

We went on to win second place at the Dojo costume contest. He was beat by a baby Ninja Turtle.



After Johnny fought with me for days on trick or treating I decided to go against his wishes and take him to the beach. I guess it has already happened, friends have become top priority. He didn’t want to miss out on all of the Trick or Treating with the neighborhood which I get but come on the beach is the beach! Yea, he got over that pretty quickly. It was the perfect night, in the 60's and we walked over to the village where all the shops were handing out candy. After going around the circle a few times and getting more candy then I would allow him to eat in a year we got something to eat and the night ended with fireworks! It was a really nice way to spend Halloween.