Haloweenie

It was a dark and stormy halloween nigt, well maybe just a little drizzly, but still. I was trying to get The Spawn ready to trick or treat. A little. back story first. My kids got some kind of issues with clothes. 

Last year he wanted to be a shirt for halloween. I couldn't talk him into anything for a month, until I had him watching Winnie the Pooh and suggested Tigger. He was all over it which was great cause how do you make a 2 year old into a shirt? I was off the hook, or so I thought. I didn't know you had to go costume shopping by Labor day. Also they don't make tiger costumes for 4 year old sized children. So I got crafty with some striped pajama pants and a couple clearance  granimal shirts (apparently you can't get orange clothes in October either)  a hot glue gun and some felt. It worked out great, everyone was happy.

This year I expected some issues. First he wanted to be a tiger shark, but he didn't like any of the shark costumes I found. His next idea was to be a plant. Okayyy, what kind of plant? "The one with the pokeys and the berries". You want to be a blackberry bush? "Yeah!" Surprisingly there doesn't seem to be a high demand for artificial blackberry vines at the craft store. Well not a problem be decided being grapes would be significantly better. They only had purple grapes instead of green. Highly unacceptable. 

A couple weeks later he saw a commercial for Old Navy for their puffy jackets and he got all excited because they had them as vests. 
Off we go to get him a vest. Anytime he says that's a coat I'll wear, I will be on the way to the store. He won't wear coats or jackets. Anyway they had costumes there. Dragon costumes, which is close enough to a dinosaur that it is worthy of a hand flapping happy dance. I put it on him in the store and let him run around to make sure he he would actually wear it. He wore it a couple more times over the next month to show the cats and dogs, no issues.

So halloween night my mom comes over to go trick or treating. I get his dragon costume out and he flips the fuck out. He couldn't tell me what the problem was, just that he wanted to be Tigger. Whatever beast monster, be Tigger again, in highwaters. 
He composed himself and we left. He lasted about 30 minutes before he was too scared. The Spawn remembered the houses that had scary stuff from the year before and would start crying ten houses before we got to them. 

Oh my sweet boy, to be inside your head sometimes.