Every year, Halloween rolls around. And I don’t buy costumes because for whatever reason my brain thinks I can (and should) make them.
The problem is, I don’t. I think about it all the time in the weeks leading up to the Big Day and feel the stress build. And then I scramble the week of Halloween through picked-over costume displays to land on something my kid might get excited about.
Here’s what I’ve discovered about myself: I love the idea of making costumes and the satisfaction that comes from displaying a finished product. But that part in between? The actual making of the costumes?
Nope. Not so good at it.
Not creative enough, not skilled enough, not enough hours in the day to carve out the time I need to do it without being stressed.
So this year, I stopped pretending. I finally admitted that for me, it was a pride issue. Life’s too short to chase my pride at the expense of my sanity.
So in early September, as we were wandering through the store and my kids fell in love with costumes on the rack, we threw them into the cart and headed off to the check-out.
They won’t be original. They could have been cheaper. But I don’t care. Halloween prep was done and I didn’t have to give it two more seconds of thought.
And my kids are more than happy. That’s worth a whole lot more than my pride.
Do you make your kids’ Halloween costumes? Tell us about it!