When Westley said he wanted to be Mega Man for Halloween, I thought, How hard can that be? Blue bodysuit, done! But it turns out that the important-to-Westley part of the costume was the Mega Buster, Mega Man's light-up arm-cannon-thingamajig. (I'm pretty nerdy, but I had to look it up.) Which he wanted to actually light up and glow in the dark, and probably launch rockets for defeating "bad guys" and God knows what else. Again, I thought this might be doable—or Dad-able.
My father is super handy. He's one of those major DIY guys. He can put a kitchen where there was no kitchen! So when I found instructions for a preschool-sized Mega Man costume online, I was on the phone immediately: "Hey, Dad-who-can-make-anything, can we make this?" And he was like, "Hell no, that looks really hard."
With a few extra hours in the day, we probably could've pulled it off. But instead of trying to find
If Mega Man was going to be easy, Link should be really easy, right? Green hat, green tunic, done! But over the several weeks leading up to Halloween, Westley's costume got increasingly more complicated. The hat had to be hand-sewn. The shield had to be hand-painted. The belt had to be cut down to size—and a loop attached for the sword which required power tools. (Thanks, Dad!)
I ended up putting a lot of work into Westley's "easy" Halloween costume, and Halloween in general. (It wasn't enough to carve one pumpkin. I somehow decided we had to have six.) I made myself really anxious over it, too. It wasn't really for me, as Halloween is not a holiday I enjoy, save the whole carving pumpkins thing (see previous parenthetical aside). Yes, I wanted Westley to have a costume that would be fun after Halloween was over. Something that would hold up better than a bagged, party store costume, that he could wear for Emerald City Comicon or PAX next year if he decides to dress up. But I'm not sure Westley noticed the difference, or cared. I think he probably would've been just as happy with a costume-in-a-bag.
This morning, I was still feeling some of the Halloween-related anxiety. I got so caught up in "getting it right" that I lost the fun of making something fun! Westley doesn't need a couture hat or hand-painted shield to pretend he's someone else. He does that all the time in the back yard with a stick and over-sized rain boots.
Westley looked awesome as Link, and he had a great time on Halloween. But next year, his costume will be about him and what he can imagine, not about what I can make.
P.S. Ivy was a ballerina. Her costume was made of things we already had around the house, and new clothes she needed anyway.