I have created monsters. Only one of the kids was an actual monster this year for Halloween but none-the-less, all three are monsters.
I am slow to say “spoiled” because that brings to mind snobby kids who don’t appreciate what is given to them, so I am going to use a kinder word, naive maybe? That isn’t it either but it does balance out the meanness of “spoiled.” Maybe the best way to say this is that my kids are naive and even though they are grateful for their costumes, they take for granted all the work that goes into them.
Patrick has no idea that when he said, “I want to be Aragog, the giant spider from Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets for Halloween!”, that I immediately started to think, How the HELL am I going to make a Aragog costume? Patrick continued on not noticing my raised eyebrows and look of dread. He then starts requesting, “Can you make it so all the arms move and it has to have big pincers. I need 8 eyes too!”
I am already planning out the easiest way to make extra limbs move when he mentions the pincers. I interrupted him to ask, “Can’t your hands just be the pinchers?”
With indignation that only a 7-year-old boy trying to express in great detail the vision he has for his costume can muster her replies, “Mom they are PINCERS not PINCHERS! Lobsters have pinchers!”
I make a mental note to Google what the hell a pincer is and then immediately decide against it when the image of a Google Image search of spider pincers pops into my head. Hundreds of thumbnail photos of macro shots of spiders flood my mind and I decide to nix the pincers and just give him a pair on black gloves. If I can make extra arms move he can imagine his hands are pincers.
In the end, it was Patrick’s request to be Aragog that turned out to be the easiest and cheapest costume to make. I finished the whole thing in one afternoon.
All I ended up doing was buying a plain black zip up hoodie and sweat pants. I cut out 4 rectangles of scrap fleece and sewed them like a pillow case. I stuffed the arms with polyfill and then cut a hole in the side of the sweatshirt the width of the arm. I turned the sweatshirt inside out and then sewed the arms in place. I did that four times and then I used some black yarn to string the arms to the actual hoodie arms so that when Patrick raised his arms, the other arms raised too. It was fast and easy.
The spider hat was just a cheap knit man’s hat that we had in our winter hat bin. I traced some circles onto white flannel fabric, cut out the circles and then sewed them on. Then I sewed on some green buttons and the hat was done.
Patrick didn’t look like Aragog but he had all the features of a spider and he loved the costume. Not once did he mention pincers when he put on the costume.
I love my spider. He tried so hard to be scary but really, he was the sweetest spider ever.
Does Patrick understand all the work that goes into making a spider costume? Not really. But that is okay. The joy he felt running around waving his extra arms in the air was contagious. Nothing is more fun than having a costume to take your imaginary games to the next level. I get that. I was a theatre major after all, I know first hand the power of a good costume!
Patrick said thank you for the costume dozens of times. He said he loved the costume. He said he couldn’t wait to show all the neighbors his costume. He said next year he wants to be Basilisk the snake that is so giant that its fang is the size of Harry Potter’s forearm. Uffda. I have 11 1/2 months to sway him from giant snake costume to anything else!