Before I tell you about this epic chimney sweep wheelchair costume, I have a confession. When we first moved to the suburbs, I got all boo-hoo-whaa-whaa-snobby-pants about the situation. My reaction to moving 15 minutes away from downtown was (I assume) similar to how most 30-somethings feel when they realize that yes, they do indeed need (and maybe sorta want?) a minivan. Oh, the horror.
But here we are, three years into our suburban adventure and I kinda sorta maybe (if I’m honest) like it here? I have my reasons. There’s the neighbors and the schools and all that usual stuff, but the real reason I’ve grown to love this place? Three words:
Hall. O. Ween.
Ya’ll, nobody does Halloween like these suburban folk. Nobody.
When I was growing up, us kids had to ring doorbells if we wanted to get elbow deep into a bucket of Kit-Kats and Now-and-Laters. We had to work for it. But times have changed and around these parts the candy basically comes to you. Our neighbors lug fire pits and lawn chairs and tables of goodies onto their front porches and driveways. They put out decorative lights and yummy snacks and grown-up beverages. It’s basically a wicked fun block party– with costumes.
The best part? This set up is perfect for a kid on wheels. I used to wonder how Simeon would navigate the inevitable front stoop with his wheelchair. I figured I’d be his designated door-bell ringer, hoping that folks would be willing to walk down to him so that I wouldn’t end up as his designated candy grabber too. But since our neighbors hang out in their driveways, my kid can practice some independence and make some friends to boot. Accessibility might not be the intention, but it’s definitely a happy consequence of this kick-booty suburban Halloween. I dig.
But you didn’t come here to read my chatter, so let’s get to the good stuff, shall we?
First up, little Franosaurus. Common during the Cretaceous period, this omnivorous dinosaur survives primarily on a diet of graham crackers and applesauce, but has also been known to bite brothers. Very snuggly.
Next up, is Burt. This lovable chimney sweep is quite the song and dance man. Rumored connections to a Miss “Mary Poppins” lends him instant street cred with naughty children, grouchy banker dads, and people who love to laugh (hahahaha). After his Poppins-themed birthday party, this costume should be a surprise to no one.
This wheelchair costume was a cinch to make– WAY easier than the Mr. Rogers Trolley and last year’s school bus (both looked crazy cute but made me grouchy during the construction period). This chimney required minimal cutting/gluing. His outfit is made from things we had around the house and the chimney sweep came from Amazon for cheap. The most time-consuming part was the brick, which I stress-painted while watching the third presidential debate so technically this costume is brought to you by a nasty woman and a puppet (no, you’re the puppet).
I may try to convince this kid to be Santa for Halloween next year– maybe we can make this costume a two for one.
Hope your Halloween was as spooktacular as ours!
Any other suburban peeps indulge in a wicked-fun block party for Halloween? How did I not know this was a thing?? Got any ideas for next year’s wheelie costume? What did your munchkins wear for the spo00oky main event? I need details…