By Kris Woll
Super cute, this little chili pepper costume, with a long, red felt body and a tie-on green stem. My first baby wore it – complaining all the while – in the 2007 Cobble Hill Park Halloween parade led by a Willy Wonka-dressed Dan Zanes. The weather was still warm in Brooklyn that October and the sun and leaves and old stone sidewalks provided a picture-perfect scene for kids and parents and tricks and treats and my first Halloween as a mama. I found the whole experience enchanting, even while caring for a grumpy chili pepper.
Last fall, four years after its seasonal debut, my second little baby donned the costume — the red part anyway. At less than a month old, her tiny head couldn’t fill the green hat. My stem-less pepper (who actually looked a bit more like a Hot Tamale candy) snuggled in my arms. We stayed back in the warmth of our little house to hand out M&M’s while a very excited Darth Vader and his dad collected candy from neighbors. In the four years since his first experience with the holiday, my first-born’s attitude toward Halloween transformed.
This year I’ll have a running (perhaps flying?) Harry Potter and toddling Yoda. My sweet little pepper costume is ready to move on, and so it’s up on Itizen now. Maybe you’ll have a cute little baby pepper story soon, too.