Is in a mere six sleeps my excited children tell me. I suppose I had better get moving else I’ll be pestered to death.
The youngest, W (who is six and a quarter) assembled her own costume from the dress-up bin and I appreciate her self-sufficiency. She’ll be Red Riding Hood wearing a fancy red ball gown. And a now-tiny hooded cape I made for her sister at Hallowe’en 2009 when she was RRH.
B. on the other hand (a very wise and all-knowing 10 and a half) was angling for Katara from Avatar:
First time I’ve ever vetoed a costume. Second choice is a unicorn apparently. I also vetoed the slutty ladies “unicorn” costume she wanted to match one of her best friends. (You know the kind, the sexy-fill-in-the-profession/hobby/character/food).
We’re both excited about the compromise, turning this ladies XL sweater into something magical.
I’m two steps past this point. I took a picture of me wearing it to check the fit but it was a ridiculous sight. Stay tuned for further adventures in home costuming!