A Scarecrow

In the weeks leading to Halloween, I asked Camden what he wanted to be for Halloween. He didn't give me any great ideas. After a few days of the repeated question, "What do you want to be when you go trick-or-treating?" His reply was, "how bout a scarecrow." A scarecrow it is - we've got all the supplies except for the face paint, straw, and bird.

I'll be honest, I'm not a Halloween person. It isn't because I think it is too evil or gory because it doesn't have to be. It isn't because I don't enjoy taking my son around town to visit friends and family. Mainly, I dread thinking of a costume that is cheap and easy to make. I, personally, prefer not to spend a dime on a Halloween costume that is used for only a few hours. I know it is a fun experience for kids, but still, it seems like a waste of money. And, I dread having to ration candy for the following three months. I've got a candy beggar on my hands and he wears me down. How could you resist this cuteness?




Trick-or-treating was a success. On our first night out, we saw our neighbor and friend. He was Spiderman. The second night we were preparing to go trick-or-treating again (we couldn't get everywhere in one night), Camden said, "I don't want to be a scarecrow anymore, I want to be Spiderman tonight." My thoughts were, you have got to be kidding me. I didn't cave, he was a scarecrow again.

By the way, we had the bibs, flannel shirt, cowboy hat, boots, and felt. I purchased a package of raffia, face paint, and a bird for a total of $5.50. I'm hoping for a costume in this same budget for next year!