Well, perhaps "Hatred" is too strong a term. Maybe a better word would be "annoyance" or "frustration" or "crippling lack of creativity".
Remember how I complained last year about my kids' school's freakish obsession with costumes?
Yeah, well, it's already started this year.
We've had Spirit Week and Just Say No Week, which means we've done Crazy Hair Day, Mis-Match Clothes Day, Crazy Socks Day, Crazy Hat Day, Wear Your Clothes Backwards Day, Team Jersey Day, Slippers Day, and a host of other days, all of which were pretty manageable with things the kids already had here at the house .... with the exception of Hippie Day. For that, I agreed to go to the costume store and actually *buy* Brayden a 70's costume, if *she* would agree to wear the costume again for Halloween.
Kellen had to dress up like Patrick Henry for a book report, and will re-use that costume for the Colonial Fair in January. For the Live Museum in December, he has to dress up like Dwight D. Eisenhower (wtf???) and Kendrie has to dress as a professional baseball player, which means we will recycle the baseball uniform Kellen wore in LAST YEAR's Live Museum.
So far, so good.
Then, we received notice that this week is the 2nd Annual Vocabulary Parade. You might remember that last year the Parade took place -- literally -- our first week at the new school, so my poor kids didn't really get costumes. I hadn't even unpacked our household goods, let alone been able to manage costumes for the vocabulary words they were to "demonstrate" in the parade to their school mates.
No such luck this year --- we're here, and costumes are expected of us.
I didn't think Kendrie's word would be that difficult: arachnid.
I figured it would be pretty easy to get out my sewing machine and whip up a cute little spider costume without a whole lot of trouble.
Only two problems: 1) I don't actually own a sewing machine. and 2) I don't know how to sew.
The idea for the costume was easily found on the Internet, and didn't *sound* too difficult.
It didn't take long to remember, however, that I have the patience span of a gnat .... so thank goodness I have a husband who is handier with a needle and thread than I am, is all I can say about that.
Once we determined that she would also recycle the costume for Halloween, things actually started to look up:
Then I found out what Kellen's word is: strew.
How on God's green earth am I supposed to come up with a costume representing the word "strew" ??? Seriously ---- STREW?????
And about the time I really started getting anxious, about what the HELL are we going to do for "strew", I talked to sister, and found out my nephew's word:
Um, yeah. Strew's not looking so bad after all.