I was torn.
My motherly decision making center of the brain was shorting out. What to do? What to do?
The practical, frugal Rocket Surgeon side of me said celebrating EK’s first Halloween is ridiculous. She’s nine months old for Heaven’s sake, she has no earthly idea what in the world we would be doing, she can’t even walk, much less ring a doorbell and say Trick or Treat. She can’t even eat candy! It’s silly to spend money on a costume she is going to wear once in her lifetime. We’ll have plenty of years to do the whole Halloween thing.
The sentimental, sappy Rocket Surgeon side of me said celebrating EK’s first Halloween is essential. She’s just nine months old, she’ll be so cute in a costume, she’ll need a picture for the baby book, she might think I was some horrible mother later on down the road (which will happen when she’s sixteen anyway) if we don’t. Why would I want to miss out on this opportunity to share her with others?
So on October 31st, at around 11:00 a.m. I made up my mind.
We would do a small version of the Halloween thing.
Put on a costume, go to some family and close friends, visit out church festival, then come home and go to bed.
I found a very cute and easy Candy Corn costume to make at this site: http://www.chicaandjo.com/2010/10/18/candy-corn-costume/
So while she took a nap, I was able to put her costume together. And then of course, since I’m a beginner sewer, I was able to rip some of it out and re-put it together. But it came together fairly simply with not too many frustrations on my part.
She hates hats. Absolutely won’t leave them on. Even with a “stampede string”, we fought that thing. She kept pulling it off, until I showed her herself in the mirror, and just like that she decided it was too cute to take off.
We made our rounds and enjoyed the night.
I must admit, she looked sweet enough to eat!
Angel Wheeler 