My son has planned on being a ghost since November 1, 2009. Both his parents refused to let him only have eye hole holes, so we made a hood. It wasn't hard, it wasn't a lot of sewing, but we still used grammy's help while in Texas.
Then one day he needed a mask to be brave when an older boy in the neighbhorhood was being scary. In the words of his dad, "Now! he looks like a ghost." The mask is courtesy from a trip his great uncle took to Guatemala via his Auntie (Anti) Kim. But he won't be using it on Halloween.
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