Yesterday, we had some last minute work to do on my son's Halloween costume. He is going to be Gene Simmons from "Kiss". We have the hair, the make-up and outfit, but what we did not have yet was the silver boots. Weeks ago when I knew what he wanted to be, I gave my mother, his grandmother, a mission. I asked her to make metallic silver boot covers for his costume. They needed to be big enough to fit over his roller blades, as he wanted to wear them for trick or treating. (God forbid he do anything as boring as walking.) She chose to accept the mission. However, there was one small hitch, she lives on Hilton Head Island in South Carolina, not exactly a mecca of fabric stores. In fact, her only place to look for fabric was Wal-Mart. Turns out metallic silver fabric is not highly in demand at Wal-Mart or on Hilton Head as there was nary a yard to be found. That was the bad news. The good news is that she was coming to town for Halloween, so she could still fulfill her mission when she got here. Yesterday was the day for project completion. Off to Jo-Ann's we went and found the perfect fabric. I borrowed a sewing machine from my neighbor, and away we went...cutting, pinning, sewing and measuring. The measuring, normally the most tedious part for the person being measured, turned out to be a hoot for my son. Why? Because he got to wear his roller blades in the house! We had to measure the length of his fabulous boot covers with his roller blades on, and since we weren't going to make them outside, the roller blades came inside. On a normal day having the roller blades inside is totally illegal, maybe even qualifying as a cardinal sin. He took full advantage of this lapse in the law and was roller blading all over the place. The smile never left his face.
His dad walked in the door, took one look at him, and yelled "What do you think you're doing? ILLEGAL!" That is when my mom and I jumped to his defense and explained the situation. My son's smile got even bigger as he rolled laughing past his dad.