So at the last minute she decided to be an armadillo.
By last minute I mean about a week ago I had a couple of hours to sew together a basic jumpsuit and tack on a couple of ears, and then Aden was supposed to do the rest. She really wanted to make all of it soft so she could lounge around in it, and she had ideas, but wasn't sure how to execute them and kept putting it off. We wound up the day before the Halloween Dance staying up late and getting the last of it done.
After some trial and error we ended up with a fleece armor-shell filled with batting and the outside layer folded with nine pleats (for a 9-banded armadillo). I stitched it to the body and attached the tail to the underside of it. And I added a small snout like a bill to her hood.
All the lighter color details Aden did herself with paint, plus she added claws to a pair of gloves.
And she seems to be past her worries about being too old to Trick-or-Treat, which I'm glad about. There are so many adults who dress up in our neighborhood she doesn't look out of place, and it's just a big welcoming event here, regardless of how old or young the kids are.
At school next week she's just going to be a cowgirl because her school is already warm, and changing in and out of a heavy costume for gym sounds annoying, but at home she plans to hang out in armadillo mode often. She loves being an armadillo. (And I love her.)