Our little moose
Scotty was a moose for Halloween this year...actually, I need to come clean -- technically, he was a reindeer. But moose sounds more harvest-y, so that's what we're going with. I mean, why stress over the details?
I need to admit how I came up with this costume. I am totally 'that mom' - the mom that waited until the last minute. I didn't intend to be. I had been looking at costumes practically the minute this child came out of the womb, but Brian was insistent that Scotty be a bison this year...yes, you read that correctly. A bison. As in, a baby buffalo. I don't know about you, but baby buffalo costumes are few and far between.
So I looked, and looked, and looked...and found nothing. Well, I found one buffalo costume but it was so heinous it bordered on inappropriate. We thought he could just go as a pumpkin (see previous Zen post), but then I posted pictures of him in his pumpkin hat and there was no way we could use that again...I mean, c'mon. I may be 'that mom,' but I have enough self-respect to not re-use costumes (in the same week, nonetheless!). So this morning, I hightailed it to Kohl's and was met by...Christmas. All Christmas stuff. Green, red, elves, santa hats, and lots of tinsel. Not a single Halloween item, not even a good clearance rack. I thought our ship had totally sunk until I came across some reindeer costumes...yes, reindeer. And they were all brand new and plenty of sizes to boot. I bought two.
Since there was no red nose or bells involved, I figured I could pass the costume off as more moose than reindeer, and viola! We had a little moose for Halloween. I don't Scotty will mind that we slightly altered his first Halloween. I just love the fact that I was so late for Halloween this year that I was actually early for Christmas. :-) After all, didn't I just blog about how Motherhood is all about flexibility? Maybe I'm learning after all!
I need to admit how I came up with this costume. I am totally 'that mom' - the mom that waited until the last minute. I didn't intend to be. I had been looking at costumes practically the minute this child came out of the womb, but Brian was insistent that Scotty be a bison this year...yes, you read that correctly. A bison. As in, a baby buffalo. I don't know about you, but baby buffalo costumes are few and far between.
So I looked, and looked, and looked...and found nothing. Well, I found one buffalo costume but it was so heinous it bordered on inappropriate. We thought he could just go as a pumpkin (see previous Zen post), but then I posted pictures of him in his pumpkin hat and there was no way we could use that again...I mean, c'mon. I may be 'that mom,' but I have enough self-respect to not re-use costumes (in the same week, nonetheless!). So this morning, I hightailed it to Kohl's and was met by...Christmas. All Christmas stuff. Green, red, elves, santa hats, and lots of tinsel. Not a single Halloween item, not even a good clearance rack. I thought our ship had totally sunk until I came across some reindeer costumes...yes, reindeer. And they were all brand new and plenty of sizes to boot. I bought two.
Since there was no red nose or bells involved, I figured I could pass the costume off as more moose than reindeer, and viola! We had a little moose for Halloween. I don't Scotty will mind that we slightly altered his first Halloween. I just love the fact that I was so late for Halloween this year that I was actually early for Christmas. :-) After all, didn't I just blog about how Motherhood is all about flexibility? Maybe I'm learning after all!
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