Halloween Costume Hunting

Halloween Costume Shopping with ASD

So after many days of MOM don’t forget I have a party in school on the 27^th, I finally got paid so I could bring my autistic son into the costume shop to get his costume this year.  I first knew something would be wrong when we entered the door and it was so crowded and Kole was already loosing me in the throng of people.  “Where’s the costumes Mom?”  Kole asked impatiently.  I said in the back of the store lets hurry I said so we can go get dinner and do your medicine on time.  We make our way to the back of the store (OK little did I know at that time that the throng I passed was actually the line to get the costumes).  We finally make it back to the mens section.  Now the hard part he has to decide.  “Ok mom I cant get any of these they are too scary or have blood on them”  Ok Kole how about being a bottle of Catsup?”  “That’s stupid Mom”  Alright I wont suggest anymore.  He finally after what seems like an eternity picks out a costume and we head off to the end of the long line, meanwhile Kole is repeating the numbers out loud to the costume he wants.  $59 dollars really?  I thought out loud.  He originally wanted to be a gorilla which was $79, I couldn’t see spending that much on a costume he will wear twice.  So I said no to that choice.  So we get in the line.  Kole is still repeating the numbers out loud 1209, 1209, after an eternal 20 minutes it is our turn to ask for our costume Kole excitedly says 1209 please!  The salesman simply says no four number costumes.  Really?  I thought now what do we do?  I see a display with “morph suits”  I say to Kole pick one of these and be quick.  He picks the mummy, but they don’t have his size, so I finally step in and say what do you have in XL?  They said a green morph suit.  OK well take it.  Kole is protesting that it isn’t what he wants.  Then we make our way to the front t of the store, great I think no line,  ooooh was I mistaken, the line stretched all the way down one aisle.  Really?  More waiting?  Meanwhile Kole is trying to read the package.  What does this say mommy?  I read to him that the red suit says large if you are 5’6 to 5’ 10 and the blue suit says 5’10 to 6’3 for xl.  I told him we got the right size.  He asked if he’ll be able to see through it.  I said it is like his body sock so it will give you pressure while you are wearing it and you will be able to see and walk in it.  We finally check out and head home.  At home we attempt to put this big green suit on over his sweats.  OK picture a 5’ tall woman dressing a 5’10 260 lb 16 year old, it was funny.  “Ok slide your foot in there like that.” I said.  We got it up to his hips and it seemed to get a bit stuck.  I shimmied it and pulled it and finally got it up over his shoulders but then it looked like it wouldn’t zip.  “Zip me mom” comes a cry from Kole.  “Ok let me try, we might have to wait until Halloween to zip you.”  “No I wasn’t to be zipped now”  so I pull and squeeze the fabric tight enough to allow the zipper to come up inch by inch. And finally it zips up leaving a tuft of hair sticking out the top of the suit.  He goes and shows his brother who actually says something positive to him…to be continued....