One of the traditions I love best is the Halloween parade at the Lower School. JT is in the 4th grade and this is his 7th year in the parade. In that parade, he's been a dinosaur, a prince, Peter Pan, an Indian, a black cat, an alien, and a Scottish Highlander. This last costume, perhaps his most extravagant ever, was a joint production of JT''s imagination and his grandma's sewing skills.
Watching the parade around the old copper beech tree is one of the best parts of the day. This year, Grandma came to see the glory of her creation in motion. The day wrapped up with trunk-or-treat with his buddies, a festival of trick-or-treating that is the most efficient candy delivery system known to child-kind.
JT sorted the candy when we arrived home and sternly warned the grown-ups to leave it be. But, hey, that's why Mama created a bedtime.
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Grandma did a great job on the "man skirt"...the hallow-weenie and old lady were very scary....
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