August 30, 2011
The Shark Halloween Costume
Isn't this costume adorable?
My almost three year-old doesn't think so. In fact, he isn't really into clothes at all these days. This morning, I gave up and drove him to preschool wearing underpants and nothing else.
"We're going to do this," I told him when we got to the parking lot. I held up a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. "Either nicely or meanly. You pick."
He chose meanly.
But back to the Old Navy shark costume.
I've always wanted one of my children to dress up like a predator for Halloween. Camber was a bumble bee last year and once Kellen was a koala. Hardly menacing by anyone's standards.
This year, I am determined to do better.
"Oh look!" I said, gesturing to the costume. "Let's try this on."
Cameron responded by diving under a rack of clothes. Convinced that he would change his mind about the costume once he was actually wearing it, I pulled a good mother and shoved him into it.
"I love it!" I cried as a sales clerk walked by. "Is he okay?" she asked as she pointed to my son, who was foaming at the mouth.
"He's great," I assured her.
I had every intention of taking a picture of my son in the costume with my phone and sending it to my husband, but I barely had time to inhale before my son ripped off the costume and threw it across the store.
The things we do for our children :)
Back at home, I sang the praises of Halloween costumes. "They're awesome," I told him. "You're totally going to want one."
I said this while he was sitting commando on my sofa.
"You've got bigger fish to fry than Halloween costumes," my husband observed when he came home from work.
By this point, Cameron was helping me make dinner--totally nude, except for a pair of socks.