Let the Wild Rumpus Start!

Brandon as Max from the book, Where the Wild Things Are.  He had just woken up from a nap so he had the right grumpy look of Max.  

On our way to the Fall Fest, we saw the inspiration for the costume.  Brandon loves the book and we read it almost every night and he roars his terrible roar and shows his terrible claws!  

Fall Fest

The fox tail that Ryan and Brandon picked up that morning up in the Bronx.  Brandon loves riding the subway these days, so happy was he to take that ride.  

We trick or treated along 69th street, our old stomping grounds.  Brandon quickly understood the whole "free" candy thing.

Friends of Max...

Trick or treating along the stores...

Yes, Ava was there - asleep most the night in the back of the stroller.

Taking a quick pick of Ava at the end of the night...

Where the Wild Things Are

The night Max wore his wolf suir and made mischief of one kind and another. His mother called him "WILD THING!" and Max said "I'LL EAT YOU UP!" so he was sent to bed without eating anything. That very night in Max's room a forest grew and grew - and grew until his ceiling hung with vines all the walls became the world all around and an ocean tumbled by with a private boat for Max and he sailed off through night and day and in and out of weeks and almost over a year to where the wild things are.And when he came to the place where the wild things are they roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws til Max said "BE STILL!" and tamed them with the magic trick of staring into all their yellow eyes without blinking once and they were frightened and called him the most wild thing of all and made him king of all wild things. "And now," cried Max, "let the wild rumpus start!" "Now stop!" Max said and sent the wild things off to bed without their supper.  

And Max the king of all wild things was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all. Then all around from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat so he gave up being king of where the wild things are. But the wild thing cried, "Oh please don't go- we'll eat you up-we love you so!" And Max said, "no!" The wild things they roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws but Max stepped into his private boat and waved good-bye and sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day and into the night of his very own room where he found his supper waiting for him and it was still hot.