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They grow up so fast. One day you are hitting the "buy now" icon for a $29.99 Tinkerbelle costume and the next thing you know, they would not be caught dead in a Tinkerbelle costume at any price.
It seems like only yesterday, but in fact it was almost three weeks ago.
She gave me the news on Halloween morning. No one was dressing up this year. Not even the sixth graders who insisted on matching shoes and hair accessories.
Posted at 11:42 AM in Girl Kamikaze, Pumpkin Spiced Posts , What Passes for Parenting | Permalink
Can I give you an address to send the costume? I'll send you a check. I actually have a use for it. I'll send you pictures. But, you have to promise not to put them up on the Internet. PROMISE!
Audubon Ron |
November 02, 2009 at 11:54 AM
Just wait a few years, she'll be dressing up again. I've got to upload that picture of my sexy witch who recycled her Hermione costume over a black lacy dress and knee high black boots. The boys were more mundane -- one with a football jersey, the other a Hawaiian shirt and leis went as a tourist.
November 02, 2009 at 03:12 PM
You never know. She may decide to do Peter Pan in summer stock this year. Then again, I can't think of a single use of a Tinkerbelle outfit that won't get A-Ron arrested, so why not sell it to him and see what happens!
November 02, 2009 at 04:27 PM
I'm not sure it would fit you Ron, but I like the spirit. Very Fort Lauderdale.
Suburban Kamikaze |
November 03, 2009 at 01:03 PM
Just another moment wherein I'm grateful to have sons.
Don't get me wrong -- she's adorable -- a little, blond, bespectacled version of Suburban Kamikaze herself.
But the kinda thing you describe here would make me insane.
Robert K |
November 05, 2009 at 12:55 PM
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