Here’s some math for you:
1 girl+1 Halloween= 3 costumes.
I know, I know. But it wasn’t my fault! I bought her one costume, she was gifted another, and the last one just kind of happened. It’s not my fault that Halloween has become a season rather than just one day.
The cutest birthday gift from my mom and the second time she’s been Cinderella for Halloween. We are all covered in its glitter.
This was meant to be Ella’s only costume and though it was the least weather appropriate, I loved how it looked on her. She refused to wear a sweater with it, which is probably why she’s been sick for the last week and a half.
The next day, I did a little photo shoot with her outside because the wings make for such great pictures.
This was more a matter of circumstance than a plan. This is one of Ella’s dress up dresses we got her in Europe last year and she happened to be wearing it right before our final Halloween party and it was easier to say she was a milkmaid/Heidi/Gretel than to convince her to take it off.
And I don’t know if it’s because he’s a boy or the second child always gets less but here’s Jack’s Halloween equation:
1 boy+ 1 Halloween= 1.5 costumes
The last costume doesn’t really count as a full one because it was just overalls with a yellow piece of construction paper that didn’t make it from this picture into the car. But Gretel needed a Hansel and so Jack got some DIY lederhosen.
You got some math now here’s some (revisionist) history for you:
I didn’t have time to take pictures of the kids before we went trick or treating so I tried to get some after. You know, an hour after their bedtime.
Jack ended up sleeping in his costume and Ella requested to wear hers as soon as she woke up. So what did we do?
Holidays with kids. There’s nothing like it.