The bucket of Halloween costumes ended up here at the house somehow, and we had a pretty good selection to work with when it was time to dress up for the church party. Bean wore the medieval woodsman costume I made for the Badger 3 years ago (how does it fit him?) along with a nice cape borrowed from Aunt Crocodile. Fish, who scuttled off before we could take pictures, put together his own ninja costume. Roo borrowed a nifty outfit from her cousin. The Rabbit wore the poodle skirt I made her last year for school. Peanut wore the Austrian dirndl I made for the Rabbit three years ago when she was so obsessed with The Sound of Music. We had several cute options for Prince Charming: a bee costume, a penguin chick costume, a frog costume... but he would howl and thrash and pull at the hoods when I tired to dress him. Finally we coaxed him into the lion costume he wore last year, which was brilliantly hand-made by my sister-in-law years ago and has been a toddler stand-by for us for years. It's always a hit.
And me... I wasn't going to wear anything. I wasn't even going to go. But I was looking through the costume bucket and there was this pumpkin outfit (also made by my sister-in-law years ago) and I put it on just to be silly. It fit just right over my belly. Then I decided that if I was going to be miserable and uncomfortable at home I might as well go be miserable and uncomfortable at the party. So I went, and we all had a lovely time. It was a fun event with very little creep factor and a nice sense of community. Plus, the weather was absolutely perfect for having everything outside.
(And I took the pumpkin hood off after this picture was taken because it was pretty silly!)