Our youngest was an apple. Or a strawberry. Or a chili. I think it was probably an apple, since it had a worm on it, but she's shaped more like a chili, and she tastes more like provolone.
Lucy was an African version of Cruella DeVille. Has no one else heard of "101 Wildebeasts"?
Samantha pranced about as an adorable invertebrate.
Superdad. Delivering chilis to the hungry children of the world.
There was actually a version that involved red jocky shorts instead of running shorts, but we figured that if Dad's superness was making us uncomfortable, it would likely make the neighborhood children and their parents uncomfortable as well.
It was a theme. All things from nature. An apple, a ladybug, a zebra, and a creepy doofus.