I was raised with home-made costumes. I look back now and I friggin' love that fact! It seems that it is genetic or something because I cannot by any means send my kids out the door at Halloween without home-made costumes. It's like some sort of uncontrollable compulsion. So here you go. In a nut shell.
Big sister wanted Batman, so by default her baby brother got to be Robin. I learned a lot making these, like the fact that I will never use half of these fabrics again (talk about fraying), but all in all, they turned out great. I am grateful for Pinterest and being able to search the internet for inspiration. Best part, big sister wants to be a dragon next year. Oi.
