You will be reading this in the morning….or at least in the daylight…but I am writing this at night.
It’s dark and everyone at my house is in bed and asleep. And me, I’m so tired.
It’s been a long few weeks around here. I won’t bore you with the details of funerals, home remodel disasters, or my dogs anxiety issues but I will say that I really am tired. To the core.
So tonight as I sit here thinking about Halloween and the upcoming costume making marathon that will begin tomorrow morning I’m wondering is it worth it?
And then I run across these photos as I’m brainstorming how to make the requested costumes.
These pictures were taken 4 years ago…..
When our now “tweens” were oh so much smaller….
…and I remembered the fun we all the day “Carl and Ellie Fredrickson” visited the “Up” house.
It was fun and silly and magical. And I don’t think any of us will ever forget it.
These kids, these crazy fabulous kids, are only ours for such a short time….how many of these holidays do we get with them? Certainly not enough. And so for the next 48 I will sew like the wind to create 3 very different costumes for 3 very different children and be thankful for the chance I have to do it because magic doesn’t last forever.
If only it could.
-liZ
PS: For more photos and to see the original post you can click HERE.
I’ve got a stack of fabric waiting for me to bust out costumes and I, too, was wondering if it was worth it. Thank you for reminding me of what was already in my heart. Somehow I had forgotten about the magic. But you’re right… This season is so short and I’m not ready for the magic to die.