The joy of living little


As a child, I remember being SO excited for Halloween.
Designing a costume with my Mom was the tip of the excitement iceberg and, once the sun set that night, we were off trick-or-treating, and I was ecstatic. As I got a little older, I realized that Halloween wasn’t quite my thing. I don’t like being scared, and the concept of ghosts, goblins and zombies turns me off. However, things changed again 11 years ago when my husband and I met via a Halloween set-up, and it started to feel more romantic than scary.
It’s a true story - we were set-up to be each other's date for a Halloween party. Quickly we decided on dressing up as the infamous dynamic duo from Top Gun, Maverick and Charlie, and we’ve been together ever since.
Now, as parents of young and super-exciteable kiddos, we’re experiencing the joy of Halloween in another new way - through their eyes. This year it was fun talking with them about what they wanted to be, subsequently pairing that down to something we could work out for them, and putting together some unique options for their dressing up debuts.
Parker landed on Captain America, Charlotte went as a unicorn, and Cooper didn’t want to dress up at all but we managed to throw a cape on him, and he went as the Super Duper version of himself.
They counted the days down to Halloween down for a month, and I mean what kid wouldn’t be thrilled at the opportunity to collect massive amounts of candy? Parker’s wanted to look for his costume and pick it out himself, which was great because I was off the hook for the responsibility of making it … but then there was Charlotte.
Charlotte wanted to be a unicorn, and she wanted to wear a unicorn mask, not the $8, ready-to-ship, best-selling unicorn headband on Amazon. So I got to work, and I failed three times before I finally got the hang of it. It was a struggle to get my fingers to learn how to sew tiny stitches into massive amounts of detailed felt work, but I did it! As I looked at the finished product, I felt so proud of myself, until I saw that I sewed the horn crooked. I spent the better part of four days working away at this thing and it was totally off-center.
After realizing that maybe I wasn’t the Martha Stewart I thought I was, I had to move on and make the best of it. I added a flower to one side and decided it was good enough. Thank goodness Charlotte had no idea and was thrilled to put it on and wear it all night long, but the jury is out on whether or not I’ll be reprising my role as a seamstress next year.
As parents, we live to see our children happy, and the joy on their faces as they bounce from door to door puts a huge smile on my face. As the festivities come to a close and we transform our little gremlins into mere mortals again, I know I will be right there with them, looking forward to next year - the planning, the prepping and, most importantly, the memories.

Jordan Schupbach is a mother of three living in the Fulshear area. She blogs at - sharing the good, the bad and the frenzied.


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