I have to admit: I knew about the costume a few weeks ago when I first read the assignment. But I totally forgot until the two days before his presentation. But with a little cash and a chunk of time I came up with (with a little help from Internet ideas) what I thought was a pretty cool astronaut costume. Garrett got home from school and the first thing I ask him to do his try on his costume. HE HATES IT! He says, "couldn't you buy one?" I explain to him the time and money I spent on the costume. Then he says, "Fine I'll wear it, but I'm not wearing the oxygen tank or the helmet." I snapped. I yelled, "Fine! Thanks so much for the gratitude. It's not like I worked on this all day! Just throw the whole thing in the garbage and I'm not coming to see it in school tomorrow!" I stomped up the stairs in tears!!
Amazing I know. I'm almost 30 and acting like a 7 year old. I know because I have a 7 year old and that is exactly how she acts.
I calm down, head back downstairs and talk to Garrett. I tell him that if he wears the tanks, then he can hold the helmet. DEAL!
Everything turned out great he was amazing and I have to pat my own back and say the costume was too!