Amazingly, this year, NO last second changes of mind on costume, NO (parent) tantrums over facepaints…even made it to school on time.
Costumes had to be animal characters AND homemade. And not two legged human animals, as argued by Rowdy.
To the cardboard recycle bin!
Scene: and household the week before World Book Day.
“I want to be The Little Mermaid.”
“I want to be The Tiger Who Came to Tea.”
Brace, brace, brace and…LO! 0600hrs World Book Day.
“Muuuuuummmm. I don’t want to be the Little Mermaid anymore.”
Of course you don’t.
So they bundled themselves into new costumes while I thanked the potent fairy of miracles that they actually chose costumes they already had.
Once upon a time, Sleeping Beauty and The Gruffalo merrily traipsed through the snow to school where they spent approximately 5minutes before the MET office red warning came through and everyone had a snow day.
And they all lived happily ever after until the parents realised World Book Day would be back next week.
(But books are the cure.)