My little honeybee. When I was pregnant with Henry, one of my first thoughts was: Now I can finally dress a baby up like a honeybee! Henry's birth date made him essentially honeybee ineligible - he was just a few weeks old on his first Halloween and he was well passed the tolerant stage of being stuffed into a thick, fleece, round, immobilizing costume on his second Halloween. Is a honeybee an original costume? No. But, come on, just try not to smile.
He may have been passed honeybee territory, but Henry was still interested in being a winged creature. Henry's costume preferences changed frequently during the month of October. His costume preferences included (in approximate order): A prince ("A cape, crown, and boots!"), Tinkerbell (yes, the very one... how?... I don't know...), an ice cream man, Arial (yes, mermaid princess... how?... I don't know...), and finally he settled on a bat. Just a bat. Although in the picture above he looks like a crow. Well, not any crow. The Crow.
Henry's costume choice made it fairly easy on me. We got a black cape for his wings and pinned the cape to his sleeves for a wing-like action. We covered his rain boots in black duct tape. He wore all black clothes. He was fairly clear about his expectations for a bat costume: cape, black clothes, and black boots. I tried to get him to wear an eye mask but that didn't last too long. He became quite adept at wearing that cape so it billowed with just the right dramatic flair as he walked.
