Stressing About A Minion

Oh you read that right.  It’s 11:30 at night and what am I doing?  Searching in vain for a pair of “Minion Goggles” and a Yellow Toque which clearly does not exist! 

Back story?  SweetGirl and her fab group of friends have a brilliant idea to be a group of sweet little yellow Minions for Halloween. Cute right?   She came to me over the top excited with her master plan, which even included a tutorial for  “How to make a minion costume”.  The girls have thought things out!  They are excited, enthusiastic and ready to work.  All I have to do is come up with a pair of overalls she can cut up, the aforementioned yellow hat and of course the goggles.  Easy Peasy.  Not. 

I have now spent about 12 hours in total looking for overalls.  We finally found a HUGE pair, cut those suckers down to size and duck taped up the hem,  That’s how I roll.  I found a yellow T-shirt to go underneath the giant ass overalls, and a pair of tights to complete the yellow hue.  This means my kid might actually look like a minion by Halloween.

Now on to my issue.  Where on earth can I find a yellow toque?  Clearly this colour is not “in” this year, as they don’t exist, and the goggles?  Don’t get me started.  I’ve been to every party store, hardware store, Goodwill and Dollaraama within the city limits.  I can’t find anything that will meet SweetGirls standards.  They are kind of the essence of the costume.

(these are from the Toys R Us website and sure would save me a lot of work!)

Why am I stressing about a Minion?  Not because I’m having trouble re-creating one of the cutest cartoons ever created, but because every single Halloween it is the same thing.  Lofty dreams and goals are set for the perfect costume.  I try my hardest to help their little visions come alive and then…..Halloween Fail.  It seems to be our very own special Halloween tradition, and it sorta sucks.

Maybe I will get lucky and SweetGirl will stick to our other Halloween tradition.  The one where the night before Halloween, she changes her mind about what she wants to be and needs an entirely new costume.  Keep your fingers crossed for a ghost.  I’m great with an old sheet and a pair of scissors.