Every fall I am reminded of when I was a child and my mother made costumes for my sisters and me. We lived in a rural area. The nearest shopping center was about sixty miles away. The thought of going shopping for costumes never crossed anyone’s mind.
Although I am raising my children in the city, I have chosen to carry on this tradition with my own children. I have pulled together outfits for Halloween, school programs and church functions. It is an engaging creative process that draws my child and I into a project together. I am not as talented with the sewing machine as my mother. I had to stick with simpler ideas and different tools, like the hot glue gun.