Since day one, Zack has NOT liked Halloween. He hated being dressed up. As we can see in his early years ...
... he wasn't that thrilled.
Things changed a couple of years ago and Zack has been more excited about the entire process of costumes and trick-or-treating. This year he decided he wanted to be a gladiator.
Why a gladiator? I have no clue whatsoever, but he makes a good one, doesn't he?
At school, Zack posed with the Head Master, who was either Dumbledore or Gandalf, or maybe just a wizard. Last year his costume resembled Henry VIII, so I'm sure he was a lot more comfortable (except for the beard, maybe.)
Then I decided that later in the day, I'd play The Great Pumpkin and deliver a Lumina pumpkin to Zack's locker for him to discover later. UNFORTUNATELY, just as I was arranging his pumpkin, who should come out of the door of his class to run an errand for the teacher but Zack? Oh man. So much for the surprise. But he was very happy with his pumpkin, drew a face on it, and named it.
So I guess the Great Pumpkin gets props for trying, right?