Serena is going as a train for Halloween
A week or so ago, Serena announced she wanted to be a zebra for Halloween. I smiled, nodded, thought she’d make a cute zebra, and promptly forgot about it.
Until tonight, after dinner, when she smiled sweetly at me and said, “Mommy! Tonight while I am sleeping, I want you to sew a zebra costume for me! Or a giraffe costume! Or a train, like Greta. Or a zebra.”
Um, sure. I’ll get right on that. With my mad sewing skills. And all this zebra-print material I don’t happen to have lying around the house.
Actually I forgot about it again ten minutes later and went about my evening. That’s how being the ADHD mama I am rolls.
A few hours later:
“Oh FUCK! Serena needs a Zebra costume!” I wasn’t even home then, so I turned to my host and said, “I need to make a zebra costume out of things I find in your house.”
‘Cause I’m classy like that. He’s a sweetie, though, and always willing to help. Together we started ransacking the house in search of zebra parts.
“I think I could use some black yarn,” I said. “And a white bag. Or an old T-shirt. And a sharpie.”
He rummaged through a closet, and a bin of old clothes, and came up with some stuff. The haul:
- A cowboy hat
- A pair of 3D glasses
- Fairy wings
Me: Have you ever seen a zebra?
Things got desperate. I got ready to head home. Even though it meant interrupting his jam session, I texted Martin.
We had this text exchange:
Me: Dude! Serena needs a zebra costume.
Him: She switched to train (like Greta). I am almost done.
I have no idea who Greta is, but I love her and her crazy choo-choo Halloween costume. Almost as much as I love the man who skipped guitar practice tonight to build this monstrosity.
Take that, Disney. My daughter is going to be a train for Halloween. Not a princess, or a fairy, or a mermaid, or a ballerina. Not even a zebra with a cowboy hat and fairy wings. A train. Because she has the Best. Daddy. Ever.
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Sierra Reply:
October 29th, 2010 at 5:16 pm
It’s coming!
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