The weekend was busier than I thought, but I now have the pictures of the Halloween costumes for you. Marina decided to be a Muse this year. An amusing Muse. Thalia, the muse of comedy. She made the mask herself. I'm very proud.
Chase went with an idea of mine. He's Death's Door. I thought it would be funny if people asked what he was he could tell them, "I'm Death's Door. You're standing at Death's Door!" No one asked. Bummer. We also didn't realize what a burden it is to be Death's Door. Luckily, hubby came along trick-or-treating and took the role of Death's Doorman.
I'm proud of the door knocker. I made that part of the costume.
Sierra was a princess, of course. Here she is, standing at Death's Door. (Ha!)
Our cat, Hobgoblin, considered two costumes. He couldn't decide between going as a box of tissues or the Cat in the Hat. He decided to stay home in the end.
The role of the black cat was played by Merlin. Yorick the skull played himself. As usual.