Months ago, I mean months ago, I saw a darling handmade owl costume on Pinterest. You know Pinterest? That website that will suck the hours right out of your day?
I pinned it on my board entitled Possible Attempts.
Around September, I knew I needed to get started, so I gathered the felt and began the process of cutting out owl feathers.
I just knew EK would look precious. I never imagined EK wouldn’t wear the costume.
But that’s how it all came down.
Our town had a fallfest carnival the weekend before Halloween. I was ready with the owl cape and hat. I’d bought sweats to go underneath it. She had glittery boots. Glittery boots!
And she refused to wear it. She threw her arms back throwing the cape off like it was burning her flesh. If I managed to get it put on, she tugged at the neckline, crying and fighting.
I decided to give up, and I carried her costume around the whole time.
The only time she put it on was in my lap and we managed to get a couple of pictures of her on a hayride with me.
That was the Saturday before Halloween. I decided to revise the costume and added a button, thinking maybe the tie was a little too choking.
I was up for another attempt.
I noticed a few years back that Halloween lasts a week these days. When I was a kid, Halloween was on October 31, no matter what. But this day and age, if it doesn’t fall on a weekend, there are Halloween events the weekend before and sometimes the weekend after. You’ll even find churches participating on Wednesday night, no matter what day it fall on. Then there is, what I call, “Real Halloween” the day people actually dress up and go trick or treating.
After the Saturday fallfest, we had 3 more events to wear our costume. Our play group was having a party on Tuesday, our Library Story time was having a party Thursday morning and then there was “Real Halloween” that night.
Attempt #2: On Tuesday, she wouldn’t wear her costume. I kind of threw a fit, but not as bad as the Saturday one I threw.
Attempt #3: On Thursday, I didn’t make a big deal out of it at all. I just merely asked if she wanted to wear it, and lo and behold, she did. So we donned the owl for Library time and she kept it on most of the time.
She was so tired after that, we didn’t do anything else for Halloween, which was fine with me.
I bought some Twizzlers for the trick or treating crowd, but ended up not having any trick or treaters. I might have, but I had to turn my light off at 7:30 after Ashlynn came in with a church group in the big middle of a scavenger hunt and took all our candy.
I guess I can’t complain since I did get a couple of decent pictures, although no smiles.
Even though we didn’t get to do “Real Halloween” and got trick or treat, I bet you can still guess “whoooooooo” was the cutest owl in town?