On Realizing What Perfection Really Is

The CuteMy kids tonight dressed up as Batman and Robin. In store-bought Batman and Robin costumes in a bad quality picture. Which is fine – they kick-ass. I mean, there’s not much better in this world than a toddler in a muscle shirt. As much as I adore this photo, I know I’ll treasure this one just as much.

With me being an avid crafter, we’ve been having fun throughout the month playing out ideas. Mine and theirs. They’ve been Canadian icons, fairies, zombies, literary characters, firefighters and a couple of other things I’m probably missing. We like dress-up around here. I’ve always encouraged it and definitely amp things up over the month of October.

I thought for sure they were happy with their Joni Mitchell and Neil Young costumes last week. I thought we had a winner. Nope. Last night, out of the blue, my son informed me that he really wanted to be Batman and could his sister be Robin? These kids obviously haven’t seen the movies or the cartoons. A bit violent for their age bracket, y’know? I’ve no idea where he picked up the idea from, probably at school.

Even though I knew I’d either be throwing something together last minute or venturing into the dragon’s den (costume stores the day before Halloween), a tiny part of me was happy. I mean, Batman and Robin! So, being the sucker that I am I very quickly stopped myself from considering staying up all night making costumes from scratch and boogied out to the costume store to find their suits at 50% off! Total fate. Letting go of costume themes for the whole family and perfect photos is a rather wonderful thing I’m starting to think. I wasn’t concerned with capturing a perfect series of moments more than I was in running around and trick-or-treating with my kids. A couple of hurried smartphone pics and we were off.

I’m realizing that while Halloween is definitely a favourite of mine, I want it to be a favourite of theirs too and I really don’t care how many different homemade costumes we try out or if they end up in a mass-produced one that I didn’t make. As long as things stay fun and creative, as long as they entertain my costume fantasies now and then, I’ll keep letting them eat the candy.

Bribery is a beautiful thing. (Kidding! Not really! Sort of!)

On a side-note, it’s nearly 10PM here and a gaggle of loud and rowdy teenagers just rang my doorbell with garbage bags full of candy, open and wanting more. I told them I felt sorry for their parents (all the sugar) and that it was a little late. I was that lady. I then promptly told my partner we were never going to let our kids do that. Gross! I’ll probably eat my words years from now, the hypocritical, crafty health-nut that I am.


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Selena is a crafty, culinary mom. Regular writer here and on Disney Baby. Part-time mischief maker, all the time geek. 

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