With each child, Halloween has become more and more of a nightmare. One would think it would become easier because there would be so many costumes to pass down. No way! Every year they seem to want newer, bigger and better costumes or they want me to sew them something “special.” Why? Because, I am the Martha Stewart of my neighbourhood. ( yeah well, in my dreams I am!).
Last Halloween was particularly crazy when two days before Halloween Arielle came to me and begged me to make her a Princess costume.
“Why?” I asked “when we have so many great costumes in the playroom that you could wear.”
“None of those fit me anymore.” She whined.
She had a good point, over the past few months she had grown.
“Well I don’t know if I have enough time…”
“Oh please, mommy please! Miranda’s mom made her one!”
Well of course Miranda’s mom made her one! Why wouldn’t she? Miranda’s mother was what I call “MILTS” otherwise known as Mothers I’d Love To Slap.
“I can’t make any promises but I will try.” I said knowing I had already been sucked in to the depths of sewing hell.
So for the next twenty four hours I attempted to sew, sweated, swore, threw things, and swore some more. Finally it was done! I called Arielle down to see what I had created.
She looked at me cautiously and asked what it was.
“What do you mean what is it?” I snapped. “It’s your princess costume!”
Arielle bit her lip as she attempted to not to cry. “But, it, looks like a paper bag!” she shouted.
I couldn’t believe how ungrateful she was being after all my hard work!
I looked at her disbelief “Arielle, have you never heard of the paper bag Princess?”
Geez, I can’t wait to see what pleasures this Halloween brings.
Have you ever been sucked into sewing hell? Let me know.
Until next time,