It’s almost Halloween, that time of year when parents get to spend lots of money buying costumes that, if you live in much of the the US, won’t even be warm enough unless it’s unseasonably warm.  (Princesses evidently didn’t live in cold climates.) And you can’t cover up a cool costume with a coat!!  Of course, there are the creative moms who whip up fabulous costumes by hand.  One year my mom made the girls (American) Indian costumes.  Although I’m not one of the few, the adept, the sewers, I did come up with one good costume in the years the girls trick-or-treated. 

My single foray into the world of homemade costumes was whipping up a dalmatian costume.  I took a white pillow case, cut holes for arms and head, then made spots all over it using a black magic marker.  Two white athletic socks and more marker made ears which I pinned onto our younger daughter’s hood.  She was warm, happy with her costume and we got lots of compliments, which made me laugh inside.  That was the first and last homemade costume, but I retired from the custom costume business as a success.  And I think I also made the beautiful foil crown that our older daughter is wearing in this photo.

We took turns going out with the girls and staying home to give out candy.  One year when (thankfully) it was Bill’s turn to go, it was frigidly cold. (He recalls that his turn was always when the weather was bad.  My memory differs.)  Our younger daughter would not give up, even racing to get to the doors first, until both girls were chilled to the bone.  But their candy haul that year was stupendous.  By the end of the evening, most people realized they were going to be stuck with a lot of leftover candy and dumped the rest of their stashes on anyone who came by.

After all the homes in our neighborhood had been milked of candy, the girls and their friends gathered in the living room to go through their haul and begin high-stakes trading.  Then we showed a scary movie and everyone ate more than their fill of candy while watching.  We didn’t do any real horror or slasher movies.  Ours were more along the lines of “Creature from the Black Lagoon” , the original “Little Shop of Horrors”, “The Birds”, “Nosferatu” and “The Forbidden Planet.”  Everyone got scared enough anyway.

These days my Halloween prowess is confined to to buying candy to hand out to neighborhood children.  I regret the days of being able to make homemade treats.  I think the razor-blade-in-the-treat rumor must have started with the candy companies to pump up business.  Today I only buy whatever candy I’ll want to eat if it isn’t all given out by the end of the night.  I don’t make costumes and I don’t have to buy any either, thank goodness.   But I had my day as a master costume maker and this picture is proof.  I rest on my laurel.  🙂

  1. Wonderful last sentence – “I rest on my (singular one and only) laurel”!!! Funny post, and you bring back so many memories. (There was the time one of my sons dressed up as a robot with arms made of leftover dryer hose…it totally worked!)

  2. You did a wonderful job!!! 🙂

  3. In addition to candy, Megan’s costume would also be good for a free meal on Chick-Fil-A day!

  4. “it isn’t all given out by the end of the night” that’s what I hope ever year… a lot of “left overs” ;o)

  5. tedstrutz says:

    Princess in a Pink Parka… I’ve had a few of those. I thought the little one was a cow… oops… don’t tell her… I love the red gloves and stockings. My granddaughter is going as some kind of Zombie… in a parka… cold and rainy next week…

    • It would have worked as a cow, too. We called those gloves “the red hands.” They were small but stretched out well! So many costumes get covered by coats if you don’t live in the south. And costumes are expensive these days!!

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