Anakin and his mother, Shmi, are slaves in the service of Watto, a junk dealer. As an engineering prodigy, Anakin can build or repair nearly anything, evidenced by the creation of his own protocol droid, C-3PO, and podracer, both from salvaged parts. He is also a remarkable pilot who, according to Qui-Gon Jinn, can “see things before they happen”.

Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn finds Anakin on the planet Tatooine and is convinced that Skywalker is the “Chosen One”, foretold by a Jedi prophecy to bring balance to the Force. He also goes on to discover that Anakin has the highest known number of midi-chlorians, a measure of strength in the Force.

Step into the role of one of the most famous of all Star War characters in the Anakin Skywalker Child costume. This blockbuster movie costume will take you to a Galaxy far, far away.

The long sleeve sandstone tan tunic has a fold over front and waist sash with printed belt. The matching pants have attached boot tops and detailing below the knees. The Star Wars costume includes a pvc mask so you will be is ready to race and win. It’s time to zoom to victory and feel the force.

Remember to listen to Yoda and your Jedi teachers. Even though the force is strong, you may be misled. Fly straight and fast into adventure in the Anakin Skywalker Child Costume. May the force be with you.

Just the other night as I lay awake, unable to sleep, I thought to myself; what would happen if all the Fairytale Characters got loose and started wreaking havoc on the world as we know it now, it would be a beautiful sight. Then I looked out my window and saw it happening before my eyes, fairytale creatures running amuck, high on Chocolaty treats and Flavoured Carbonized drinks.

I saw my favourite stories come to life, the Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding hood, Alice and the White Rabbit, I even saw some old friends. Dracula and his three brides, The Wolfman and Frankenstein and his Bride, they all seemed to forget what they should be doing.

Dracula didn’t even glance at the bare neck of a passerby; he was concentrating on his Candy collection. The big Bad wolf was Helping Little Red with her overly heavy bag of candy. The Wolfman never made a peep when all of these delicious little Goat shaped children passed by.

I just couldn’t believe it, what had happened; nothing was as it should be. No havoc, no bloodshed, everyone was smiling and happy as they walked around on a crisp Halloween night, forgetting the roles they play and just having fun.  As I watched them, something happened within my cold dead heart; I had no desire for havoc or bloodshed anymore. All I kept thinking about was talking with my friends, having a good time and boasting about all the candy we’ve gotten as we run around without a care in the world. Without knowing it, I found myself walking out my front door, bag in hand, ready to accept candy from strangers, wanting only the candy and nothing more from them.

I guess Halloween brings out the child in everyone, even someone as old as me. I can’t wait for next year.

From the Crusades, which we’re sanctioned by the Papacy to the White Lotus Rebellion, wars between good and evil have been waging for years, or what was thought to be a good side and an evil side. In all reality neither side was good or evil; they simply had a different view on what life was about.

With all the wars waging even today, this is the only time of the year where Angels and Demons, Cops and Criminals and every type of person who should normally fight against each other can come together and fight for one greater purpose: who will get the most candy and of course to egg the occasional house that decides to hand out a Healthy Alternative; like a Banana.

So keep this in mind, it will save you hours of scrapping dried egg and silly string off of your windows; the next time you’re about to grab a sack of apples instead of that delicious 50 pack of mini chocolate bars, remember that this is the one night of the year that you can help a Lion and a Goat come together to fight for the same thing: good candy, good fun and lots of memories that do not end in bloodshed, unless you decide to come to my Halloween party, but I promise it won’t hurt….much.