Until about a month and a half ago, Xavier was dead set on dressing up as Optimus Prime for Halloween and Quinn was all set to be a fellow Rescue Bots Transformer, Boulder. They had both decided that Ada would be Bumblebee (the Transformer, not the insect, of course).
But after a quick read through some of their favorite Halloween books that had just come out of storage and a line in the sand drawn by yours truly that this was the time to make the final choice on costumes (as I would be the one purchasing them or making them), Xavier pronounced that he had changed his mind and now wanted to be a monster. Quinn, ever ready to be “on Xavier’s team,” announced that he, too, would be a monster, and his description of his ideal costume mirrored Xavier’s exactly (Xavier would be green with yellow spikes, Quinn would be yellow with green spikes, and so on). Soon thereafter, Xavier’s vague description became very specific as he sketched out his design. Granted, I had requested such an illustration so I could have a sense of just what he was picturing when he said “monster,” but I had no idea he would become so attached to his vision.
At this point, I could have easily snatched up some ready made costumes, managing expectations that sometimes we don’t get exactly what we want. I could have looked for a green sweat suit, sewed on some yellow spikes, and called it a day. I can’t quite explain why my instinct was instead to make a trip to the fabric store to pick out a pattern to work from, scour the aisles for the perfect shades of green and yellow fabric, and plot out my plan. Perhaps it was the weeks that stretched between that day and Halloween and the many nights that remained to do a little here and a little there until the costumes were done.
Instead, I found myself knee deep in yellow and green fleece just hours before our scheduled photo session (because if I was going to spend all of this energy on the costumes, you better believe I was going to collect photographic proof before the kids dragged those precious little tails around in the mud). My mother had totally bailed me out by finding an adorable blue monster costume for Ada at a consignment sale, realizing long before I did that two handmade costumes was tricky enough; there was no way I could make three. I finished the boys’ costumes just in the nick of time and was literally sewing little yellow spikes onto the feet of Ada’s costume to make them all look like a coordinated set in the car ride over to the photo shoot.
I am quite happy with the results, as are the boys, and Ada has surprised us all by keeping her costume on for hours at a time, happily plodding around with her long tail and hood.
Xavier rewarded me with his awe that I was able to match his sketch so closely (“How did you even DO that, Mommy?” he asked) and with a ridiculous Mommy-son photo shoot during which he practiced his best monster poses until I finally had to tell him it was time to come inside. That kid really knows how to lay it on. Honestly, I appreciate every kind word as the undertaking was much larger than I imagined. But I am absolutely thrilled with the results.
I hope you enjoy these glimpses of Xavier’s costume. I’ll share some photos of Quinn and Ada in a future post.