Why do I always have to figure out the halloween costume? 

I went away for the weekend.  Before I left, my 11 year old son was still sifting through thoughts of what to be for Halloween.  I helped him settle on the idea, sent his dad an email with specific instructions on what he wanted.  I left just knowing that when I returned the costume would be magically done.  WRONG!  I get home to a disappointed little boy.  He says, well, we got the box.  Great........we got the box.  Did you get any other supplies?  No.  So last night after work he and I make the mad dash to the store and after homework was complete away we go on cutting, measuring, and magically once again creating a masterpiece costume.  I asked my son why they didn't make it as planned while I was gone.  He said simply, "I don't know".  I don't know either.  Seems like something a Dad would love to participate in, but I guess you just never can understand a person's priorities.  As irritated as I was, I'm thrilled to once again become the knight in shining armor in my son's eyes.