Halloween with a capital Z

Have you ever lived vicariously through your kids?

Up until now, I never really have. This Halloween though, all that changes.

My boy gets to be Zorro for Halloween and man am I excited. You know why? Because he is excited.

That's important, stick with me here.

I have been a Zorro fan since I was a kid. I grew up a xicano in the U.S. midwest. There were lot's of fictional heroes around. Superman, (not a xicano), Spider-Man (not a xicano), The Incredible Hulk, (Way Cool, but still, not a xicano). See the pattern here?

Now, I know as well as you do that there were plenty of ways to identify with those heroes like being a teenager (Peter Parker), or having different skin color(Hulk) or or wanting to be a vigilante and do to those creeps committing crimes what they got coming to them.

It's still kind of cool to have a hero who is a lot more identifiable, or in so many ways.

Problem was, I was not a skinny kid. I never got to go be a Zorro (cuz the other kids would have laughed me out of the neighborhood, as they did from time to time) let's face it, "husky" kids were not Zorro material. Kind of hard to swashbuckle in that situation.

But now, after telling my kids about Zorro and them watching the modern Zorro movies, my own boy, who is a perfect, not "husky", build is going to be the masked hero.

Isn't that the coolest dang thing ever?