If you’re anything like us, you’re probably getting geared up for Halloween.
Like everyone else, things for us have been a little crazy this fall. With our book and a few projects we have going on, along with trying to keep up with life itself this time of year…Halloween kind of snuck up on us. (First world problems.)
I love coordinating the kids while I can. Some day soon, all three will want to go in totally different directions. I’m sure in some DocMcstuffinsCaptainAmericaHarryPottercombo. Am I the only one who thinks that sheets with holes for eyes with a nod to the classic approach of generic ghosts would be absolutely amazing? And what ever happened to the good old days of plastic smocks and masks per Walmart a-la 1983? I was totally the three dollar cookie monster. Am I the only one who misses that stuff?
But first, a little trip down memory lane: Ghosts of Halloweens past…
So this year, after a few coercive attempts in the direction of ‘Jake and The Never Land Pirates’ (I mean, hello. Malone is a dead ringer for Cubby) and a few adamant “no’s” from the seven year old, we went with Ninjas. (Read: a desperate mother’s last ditch effort to coordinate and appease everyone, whilst simultaneously scoring a two for one with an upcoming school book report via ‘Ninjagos’.)
I simply purchased a few uniforms off Amazon and some dye in various colors. Tada! Instacolor-kungfuninjas. I threw in a few scraps of fabric for their headpieces, and some sequins for the princess warrior ninja…
Their powers are unstoppable : Green, pink and blue ninjas… unite.
We actually started with a tutu. It’s a trad in the Mills household (Read: easy go-to) Lately, my super picky (super sensory perception) daughter has been a “dresses and skirts only” kinda gal. But we were in a grey area with miss demanding and a tutu which (to most rational people) is a skirt. There was the question of cold weather here in the tropics and therefore the requirement of leggings. Leggings are clearly outlined in her contract as a definite ‘no’. So I dyed some pants like the boys, as a back up…even though I repeatedly asked if she would in fact, don said requested tutu skirt, and her response was “Duh”.
When I put it on her, her face looked like this.
I was that mom. Trying to nab a few shots of the kids before we met their Dad, I was all, hissing at her through clinched teeth after spending two hours on said tutu. (Yes, it was special and glittery. It took me that long, because I like to overachieve at slacking. No it’s not all about me. But sometimes, when I spend two hours on a darn tutu, it is. Oh the drama.) When I realized I can’t win for losing, and you have to choose your battles, babies, bathwaters, and all those other various whatnots I constantly find myself referring to as I refrain from raising my voice which results in a cramp in my jaw… I gave up (after two minutes of wailing photo ops) and we switched to this:
Peace. Love. Pants. This is the face of content victory. But she’d requested the tutu. Do you see my constant dilemma? Is this the dangerous combo of a girl/middle child labeled nightmare? Digression.
I liked the pants better, anyway.
The world is a safer place with these heros and their mad skillz. I have a feeling these will be the new pajama around our house for a while… paired with a few broken lamps.
Our church had a trunk or treat this year, and we loved seeing how creative everyone was with their getups…
It was a great time with friends. In a photo op with seven kiddos this is as good as it gets.
Oh, and here’s our zombie pumpkin. We picked him up and he had a huge gash in his (future) face. So we worked it in to our “design.” Here’s to last minute pouty zombie pumpkins that will make our neighbors wonder what’s wrong with us… and halloween costumes.
What are some of your costumes this year? Ever pulled off some last minute awesomeness that your kids loved? Sometimes it’s the imperfect memories that make the best ones. Hurray for Halloween! What are you guys going as this year?