As pools and grills made way for pumpkins and foliage the Boy started to think about Halloween.
In the past his costume choice has actually been my choice and that is how liked it.
Year 1: cow
We even took him to the farm, took pics in front of a white fence with a real baby cow in the background. It was a lot of work and required two trips to said farm. The pics came out adorable, but after all that effort everyone assumed that I photoshopped him into the background. I wish I had thought of that.
Year 2: a pirate
ARGHHH Matey! This was the year I had costume commitment issues and purchased no less than 4 costumes for him. Three of which came from Gymboree. For those of you who don't speak designer toddler that means they weren't cheap. I just sold the others on Ebay last week. Again, he was adorable, but that was a pricey year.
Year 3: a farmer
We went the opposite route that year and created a super cheap costume using things from around the house. He wore overalls, a plaid shirt, boots and his John Deere hat. I think I added some hay to the pocket though I don't know where I would have gotten hay from. I dressed as a cow to match. Cute concept, but not at all flattering for me.
Year 4: a baseball
You read that right. He was not a baseball PLAYER, but an actual baseball. He came up with the idea and unlike when you toss and actual baseball at him he didn't drop it. Luckily, Grammy is not only creative, but will produce anything that her darling grandson requests so she made him a baseball costume. We topped him off with a Red Sox cap and his mitt and sent him out to fetch candy from the neighbors.
This will be his 5th Halloween and he has come up with many ideas.
At first he wanted to be a football.
Not a football player. A football. You know, in keeping with tradition.
I debated sending my mom out to but brown fabric, but decided to spare her.
We tried to convince him to be a football player...mainly because he already owns a Tom Brady jersey and neither time nor money are in abundance at the moment.
He then declared he wanted to be a ghost. Specifically he wanted a white sheet with two holes cut out for eyes. SCORE! I own a bunch of old white sheets. I own a pair of scissors. Easy-peasy!
But then I started thinking about it. He has a few Halloween parties to attend and I realized he would need to take the sheet...I mean "costume" off in order to eat. Then I thought about cutting a neck hole in one sheet and making a separate white part for the head so he could remove the head part and still have some costume on. However, after visualizing this I decided that there was no way to pull this off without looking as if he was dressed as a member of the Ku Klux Klan and not a friendly ghost.
We started to lobby for him to be a firefighter. He has a coat, helmet and boots so it would be simple. The coat is warm and has reflector strips so it would be practical for Trick or Treating. I could dress the twins as dalmations so it would be themey and cute. For whatever reason he wasn't sold.
Then he chatted with his pal Brendan. Brendan is going to be Spiderman so the Boy decided then and there that he was going to be Batman.
Sure lots of kids want to be Batman.
Except, he has no idea who Batman is.
At school they play "Superfriends." Clearly, some 4 year old is privy to the world of superheroes and has assigned each child a role to play as they fly around the playground.
He was determined to be Batman.
I asked him, "Do you know what Batman looks like?"
He replied, "No."
Genius. I could dress him in anything and tell him he is Batman or better yet 'persuade' him not to be Batman.
I tested him, "I think Batman wears a pink tutu and a princess crown."
He may not know who Batman is, but he appears to know who he isn't and that is a ballerina-looking superhero.
He informed me, "That is NOT what Batman looks like."
A few days later he was flying around the house in his superhero costume that my sister made him for his birthday and asked if I found him his Batman costume yet because he REALLY wanted to wear it to school for when they played Superfriends.
It reminded me of a story and I shared with him how I had a pair of Wonder Woman Underoos when I was in Kindergarten. I wanted so badly to wear them to school with nothing else because we played Superfriends at recess. I recall sliding head first down the slide and tearing my tights while pretending to fly. My mother (for obvious reasons though I thought she was being very unreasonable at the time) would not let me go to school in my underwear.
I decided at that point to let him be what he wanted to be regardless of the fact that he has no idea who he is. And so, at 7:20 this morning I left the house for a little "me time" before Hubby left for work. I had brought my Starbucks gift card with the intent of enjoying a leisurely half hour sipping on something overpriced and highly caffeinated. Instead, I spent 30 minutes digging through a giant collection of costumes until I found the one and only Batman in a size 4-6. He was thrilled when I brought it home.
Now to find Hubby a giant Robin costume...hehe
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