Sunday, October 31, 2010

Keeping His Head

My seven-year-old has a mind of his own. Even when he doesn't have a head.

He never wants to be whatever the popular costume is. Never a transformer or a superhero. Never anything Disney. And I guess it shouldn't come as a surprise. When your kid was watching Batman cartoons, ours was memorizing Michael Jackson's zombie moves in Thriller.

Last year he was a mummy. This year, The Headless Horseman.

He loved it, for about 12 minutes.

Then the shoulders started slipping.

And the layers got too hot.

So he ended up trick or treating in black jeans and his mom's white button down shirt. When people asked what he was, he called himself a cowboy.

But I think he's an angel.

Or a Muslim woman going to disco.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I want to see that graveyard Zombie dance