Our Keepsake Journal is Here! 🎉

Time is marching on, mamas. It’s gonna be August later this week…which means it’s practically fall . .  . which means Halloween is like, TOMORROW. Since I’m ready for 2020 to be a distant memory, I have no problem with this! So, I may have squealed a little bit when I saw that Target is already getting ready for Halloween . . . and even better —that they have adaptive Halloween costumes for kids and adults with disabilities!

I am SO EXCITED about this news!

I have someone special in my life with a disability, and she and all people who use wheelchairs or have other disabilities should be able to buy a Halloween costume from anywhere just like the rest of us.

You might remember that Target had these adaptive costume options for kids last year, but this is the first year for adult options. Kudos to them for expanding to include adults with disabilities too! The line is called the adaptive and sensory friendly Hyde & EEK! Boutique Costume Collection, and you can pre-order costumes from Target’s site NOW! 

Last year the collection only had two adaptive Halloween costume styles, and this year’s has quite a few more including mermaids, dragons, space cadets, witches, princesses, pirates, and robots. There are sweet accessories to make your wheelchair part of the costume, too! And of course, each costume has adaptive features to make it easier for people with disabilities to get on and off, allow for wheelchair-friendly fits, and bring comfort to sensory-sensitive trick-or-treaters.

In addition, these costumes start at just 20 bucks, which rocks! Adaptive should not have to mean “more expensive,” so I love the price points.

According to a company press release, these costumes are part of Target’s ongoing efforts to include customers with disabilities in all things Tar-JAY.

“Whether you’re simply getting dressed every day or dressing up for special moments like Halloween, everyone deserves to feel included and celebrated,” says Julie Guggemos, Target’s senior vice president and chief design officer. “And at Target, we know that great, inclusive design makes all the difference. That’s why we’re continuing to invest in Cat & Jack adaptive apparelPillowfort sensory-friendly home goods and more and creating twice as many practical, affordable, super cute costumes that invite all guests to make their own Halloween memories.”

I don’t know about you but this makes me love Target even more than I already do. If you’ve got someone in your life who could use one of these adaptive Halloween costumes, pre-order from Target’s site now, because I’m sure they’ll go fast!

Way to go, Target! And hurry up, FALL! 

PS: Many of our readers are already decorating for fall/Halloween (we totally get it). Here’s a few of our favorites!

This inflatable will definitely let your neighbors know how much you love Halloween!

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This fall doormat will be adorable on your front porch! 

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Give us all the sweet toddler costumes! 

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Jenny Rapson

Jenny Rapson is a follower of Christ, a wife and mom of three from Ohio and a freelance writer and editor. You can find her at her blog, Mommin' It Up, or follow her on Twitter.

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