I started sewing Tea’s Halloween costume a full 11 hours before he needed to put it on. It was admittedly not overly complicated, but I had no anxiety or fear about not getting it done on time. Is that a sign of climbing closer to the apex of procrastination greatness or of slipping further into the pit of procrastination insanity? I’m proud of Tea’s ears – I finagled an interior 3D foam frame that makes them more likely to be standing upright at any given moment of running around. Not bad for flying by the seat of my pants.
I had nothing to do with their costume choices this year. They each put in their requests last May and have been emphatic about their decision, repeatedly reminding me in case I’d forgotten.
Tea is the magical Japanese forest creature Totoro from one of his favorite movies, My Neighbor Totoro. Pea is Doraemon, a “robot cat from the future”. He’s not aware there’s a Japanese cartoon featuring the character – Pea came home from Thailand last year with a stuffed Doraemon that he’d had in his foster family. It is his most prized possession. He snuggles his “Mon” every night. As far is Pea is concerned, he’s dressed as his favorite stuffed animal for Halloween.
Obviously these are not mainstream choices, so people assume the boys are dressed as an odd clawed-rabbit and an earless cat. This hasn’t bothered the boys. Curiously, one woman thought Pea was a turtle, though. A turtle? He’s blue. With whiskers. Um?
This is the first year I’ve sewn their costumes and I’m happy with how they turned out. There wasn’t much too them, which in my book, makes them perfect.
Trick-or-treat at the farmer’s market this morning was the perfect trial run for the real thing. They dumped out their loot afterwards and we discussed their results and future strategy. “This is chocolate, right Mama? You like this kind?” “Oh yes, always pick those over suckers if you have the option.” “And I like these. What’s this called again?” “Smartees. I agree – those are great, too. Definitely better than the Laffy Taffy. But hide them from your father.” Gotta have a plan. For the kids, you understand.