My three year old is Spiderman. Can you believe his costume cost fucking $35?!?!? WTF? I pleaded with the wife that we should just buy the kid $10 worth of candy and we'd still come out ahead. He'd be happy, we'd be happy. No dice.
My one year old is a spider. You can pretty much stick him in green felt and call him "booger" and he'd still be cute. (Come to think of it, that'd be a lot cheaper.)
Me? I'm going with Frankenstein. Nobody does Frankenstein. I've got a really badly fitting black jacket to burst out of, the makeup and the hair color. I'm a big guy, so the size ain't a problem. Only thing is figuring out how to get the nuts to stick to my neck.
Wife is going as a hot witch. And I mean smokin' hot. Them nuts are going to get some workout.
Honestly, I haven't given a crap about haloween in about 15 years. But once you have kids it suddenly matters again, I guess.