I am very sentimental about certain things in life. I LOVE for my kids to have homemade Halloween costumes, Christmas outfits, Easter outfits, gifts to give their teachers, etc. I just have this certainty that some things require me slaving over or they won’t be right. And yes, that often means I end up staying up late or thinking bad thoughts as I spend time with my seam ripper, and yet, I can’t convince myself to go store bought. This year’s Halloween costume experience may have helped me come to my senses. It’s not that either of my children’s costumes were at all difficult this year, in all reality, I got off light. It’s that my daughter is getting stronger and stronger opinions as she gets older and she no longer is okay with Momma making all the choices. The nerve of her… ;) I'll just say, we had some differences in creative opinions this year. I am realizing that arguing and agonizing over Halloween costumes may not the best use of our time and maybe buying a costume (as painful as it is for me) might soothe some tension and free up a BUNCH of time for me to do projects that I have total creative freedom over.
As the title suggests, Oren wanted to be Wall-E from the Disney movie this year. We went through a rather long Wall-E phase a year or so ago and he still loves it. I found some really great directions for a Wall-E costume online and went for it. It’s far from perfect, but he LOVED it and he got so many compliments on it. Who knew you could be so cute in a cardboard box and safety goggles??
Emma wanted to be a rock star. She had very specific ideas for her outfit and the final result is a large compromise from both of us. We bought tulle and a few shirts originally. I was thinking of a tutu, but she drew out what she wanted for me and it was obvious she wanted a pettiskirt. Well, I tried…but tulle in a pettiskirt just didn’t work. Honestly, I tried, but unless she wanted to go as a “grungy, I don’t care about my appearance and bump you for thinking I do rock star”, she was not leaving the house in that thing. So, I told her it wouldn’t work and she agreed to the tutu. Luckily, I could cut it apart and salvage almost all of it for the tutu. I spent hours gathering that thing up, only to spend about 1 cutting it apart and reassembling it as a tutu. Then I ironed on some rhinestone gems just because I had them and I thought it would be really cute to add to it.
|One of Emma's oldest friends--they were born 3 weeks apart!|