Hallowe'en is kind of my thing. I went through a stage in my early twenties of hating Hallowe'en because the sexy nurse / sexy witch / sexy construction worker scene bummed me out and made me feel awkward and excluded. No judgment if you are a sexy nurse / sexy witch / sexy construction worker; it's just not my jam.
Since having kids, Hallowe'en has become even more fun. I love putting together costumes while my babies are still young enough to not have an opinion about their outfit. Grady's first Hallowe'en was a fog of postpartum shenanigans so I dressed him in a skeleton onesie and called it a day. By his second Hallowe'en, I had hit my stride and he was Baby Bob Ross (I am ridiculously proud of this costume). For his third Hallowe'en, he was Baby Elton John (my favourite). And then I lost him to the world of superheroes and he was Iron Man for his fourth and fifth Hallowe'ens. This year he's going to be either Darth Vader or a Stormtrooper.
I know I have limited Hallowe'ens with Poppy before she's able to make her own costume decision so I intend to take full advantage. This year I'm keeping it topical and Poppy is Baby Eleven from Stranger Things.
Don't even think about touching her Eggo Waffles. Baby Eleven isn't messing around.
Additional options: the dress I found didn't have the peter pan collar so I cut an old, off-white pillowcase into a sort of collar shape and tucked it into the neckline of the dress. Shawn said the collar wasn't necessary, and you can barely see it in the photos, but I know it's there and that's what counts. Eggo Waffles. A blonde wig (I was pretty sure Pops would burn it all down it I attempted a wig so I didn't go there). Fake blood dribbling from her nose (again, not an option with Poppy).
What are your little ones being for Hallowe'en?