Quite honestly, I thought the days of making a last-minute mad scramble to put together a Halloween costume were a thing of the past. I'm happy to report, NOT!
9:00 p.m. Decision made by son that he really does want a costume for . . . wait for it . . . the. very. next. morning. early.
9:05 p.m. Mooch white duct tape from neighbor
9:10 p.m. More neighbor mooching--this time red yarn
9:20 p.m. Go green by recycling a recycled shirt from D.I. which was recycled from a previous Gilligan costume (got that?)
9:30 p.m. Make pom pom with red yarn after calling a different neighbor for pom pom tutorial
9:40 p.m. Apply strips of white duct tape to red shirt
9:45 p.m. Rip off duct tape and begin again
9:55 p.m. Attach pom pom to hat/apply duct tape to hat/ rip off duct tape from hat/leave hat duct tape-free
10:05 p.m. A cane! A cane! My kingdom for a cane! Flounder around looking for any semblance of a cane!
10:15 p.m. Spy cardboard tubing of wrapping paper roll happily sitting in garbage
10:16 p.m. Light bulb switches on over my head
10:17 p.m. Flounder around looking for a stand-in for a cane's crook
10:25 p.m. Hmmm. Sigh. What?what?what? Hmmmmm. Brain drainage
10:26 p.m. Roll brown grocery bag into a cylinder, bend, jam end into cardboard tubing
10:30 p.m. More duct tape usage as entire cane is basically embalmed
10:40 p.m. Venture into arctic-like temperatures and commence spray painting (full disclosure: I stayed toasty warm while the menfolk were out in the arctic tundra)
11:00 p.m. We present . . .
CHRISTIAN WALDO? Could he be any more adorable?
Before going to bed, Christian was instructed to NOT put his socks in the laundry basket. The landfill is now their home sweet home.