Ahh yes, Halloween. One of the only times of the year where my wife goes crazy (well, more than usual I mean). She is so gullible and so easy to scare (I mean, Harry Potter scares her) and yet her most favorite holiday of the year is Halloween. She goes all out on exterior things such as pumpkins, lights, hey, spooky sounds, and other stuff, and the same with the interior of our home. But, things get a little hectic during our costume choosing and then of course Halloween night.
Seriously, last year she wanted to be some sort of Pharaoh/Greek/Caesar lady and wanted me to be the accompanying guy. Well, her costume turned out to be great, as she’s hot and she can make a long white dress type of thing look good. On the other hand, mine (though it was made for a man) looked almost exactly like hers. She loved it of course, but I did not. I wore it anyway (silly me) and it turned out I was right. As we were walking about, going trick or treating with our kids in the freezing cold (it usually snows her in Montana right before Halloween night), all dressed up as we were, we walked past a couple of 10-12 year olds. At that time, I was pushing our stroller, as it was a backup in case our youngest at the time (our little boy who was 1) didn’t want to walk anymore and it provided ample candy storage. Well, as we past those kids, they both laughed at me and asked “What are you supposed to be, a woman?”, and laughed some more. I replied with the likes of “No, I’m Caesar…” to which they sharply replied “Oh, well isn’t it the woman’s job to be pushing the stroller?” and they laughed and walked off. Holy crap you should have seen my wife when she heard that. She is a bold person who stands up for herself and doesn’t take any shit or femist crap from anyone. Me, being me, was nice about it and just asked her to please listen to me for once (she still doesn’t of course) and what a fun 5 minute night we had (I told you it was freezing).
So costume time came around this year, and I was dreading for the worst. Luckily, my oldest son, 4, wanted to be Optimus Prime of the Transformers and wanted me to also be the same (like a son/dad or little/big kind of thing) so I thought that would be a lot better than last year. Well, though my son likes it, I still look like a fricken idiot. Luckily I have a mask so it’s not quite as bad…
Anyway, to make a longer story shorter, never take your kids to a public Halloween event at a tiny school where they have 10 games and about 1000 kids in a tiny gym to play them all, and never listen to your wife… ever. 
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