This year for halloween, my workshop got pressed into service. Rebecca, who previously had preferred costumes ranging from Princess to Witch announced to me in September that she would like to be the grim reaper, this year. A proper scythe was placed on order.
Not to be outdone, Aaron who had pretty much gone as a ghost or himself (carrying a camera, he's a photographer, you know...) decided that he needed a Trident of some heft, to go with his desire to be a devil.
Cousin Guenther in Germany, has for the last several years delighted in sending halloween costumes for the wee ones. As it happened, the costumes he sent this year happened to fit very well with the theme of death and destruction going on this year in the kids' minds... (Coincidence? I think not...) A most excellent Choice, Guenther. Thank you.
So, with lots of scrap laying about in the shop, a proper scythe was constructed, complete with blood spatter and evidence of its having been recently used. Rebecca was to say it mildly, delighted. The Trident went over equally big with the boy, especially since he got to help build his weapon. Though, the little purist that he is, he was not interested in sullying it with markings of blood. That wouldn't do, at all.
However, despite their feigned ferocity, the little darlings are so cute, they didn't scare anyone...