I was a Martha. A total Martha. But without all that perfect nonsense. My stitches were gloriously imperfect. My panels were cut crooked. But with much love.
For this GHOST costume.
Not a white pumpkin. Not Humpty Dumpty.
A full on Ghost.
It was Michael's request. He wanted to be a ghost. I had visions of The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown show ... with the sheet and all the eye holes cut out. This wasn't the ghost costume for my 4 year old. He needed cute.
Ok. His mama wanted cute. He just wanted a costume. To get the candy.
So I sewed it by hand. The armholes didn't line up. The elastic was not so elastic-y. But I felt proud of my accomplishment. This sewing of the Halloween costume.
And bought every other costume for Halloween after that.