So, this is a little belated.
It’s the beginning of October, I ask the kids what they want to be for Halloween.
The P: A man with a mask. A mask that you will knit with holes in the eyes.
The Princess: A Princess.
I’m an experienced mom. I know that I can’t purchase costumes based on this one conversation.
Later in the month, I ask again. I get the same answer. Consistency is good.
Now, I do knit, but I only knit scarves. And it takes me about 6 months to make a scarf. There’s no chance I could learn to make a knitted face mask in a month. So I told the P I would try to sew together some kind of mask. He said this would be okay.
I asked the Princess what Princesses wear. She says: Tutus.
Awesome. We have lots of tutus. Halloween will be easy.
A week later, I try to figure out how I will stitch together a mask. I ask the P again, what are you going to be?
The P: Spiderman. I already have the costume.
Of course he does. He’s been Spiderman for the last 6 of his 7 Halloweens!
Me: No mask?
The P: No. I don’t need a mask anymore.
Hurrah! Halloween will be so very easy!
Then, Grandma calls, “The Princess says she will be a princess for Halloween and that you are sewing her a blue dress on your sewing machine.”
This is not what we had agreed to. I explain to Grandma how princesses wear tutus.
Grandma tells the Princess that she already has a pretty purple dress. The Princess explains that princesses wear blue.
The next day, we go to a book fair. The fire alarm goes off (it’s only a drill) but we have to leave quickly. We grab the first book we see and check out.
Later, we find out one of the characters is a princess…in a purple dress. Our princess is convinced.
And Halloween is saved.