are on their way. Beautiful aren’t they? J We’ve had such the drama with the Halloween costumes.
First of all, D3 is old enough to choose his own costume and not be persuaded by his mother. So, Star Wars it is.
Second of all, D3 *really* wanted his brother to be Yoda, so their costumes would match.
Third of all their mother is a sucker for brotherly love and matching costumes, so they will be matching this year.
Fourth of all, P@rty City drove D3 to tears the other day.
He was beyond excited that it was ‘go get my costume day.’ He tends to get way excited about things. So, off to P@rty City we go. It’s insane there! It’s as if Halloween were the next day and not 3 weeks away! D3, B, and I were looking at the wall of costumes, when D3 decides he want to be Jengo Fett. (Who? What? You’re joking, right?) So after much questioning I say- whatever- and tell the employee which costume and size and she gives me a ticket to take to the back.
Soooo…. we wheel the cart all the way down the narrow isle, excusing ourselves numerous times to hand the girl our ticket number. She brings the costume to us and it says: Size 4-6 ages 3&4. What? Since when is a 6 for 3 year olds?
So, back to the ‘wall of costumes’ we go. D3 becomes excited that he’s really a medium and can be Obi-Wan Kenobi. So, we get the new costume number, wheel the cart all the way down the narrow isle, excusing ourselves numerous times and tell the girl our new number and size. Only larges. Okay.
Back to the ‘wall of costumes,’ because now D3 wants to be Darth Vader. (For the love of all things simple.) We get the new costume number, wheel the cart all the way down the narrow isle, excusing ourselves numerous times and tell the girl our new number and size. Only smalls. You’re kidding? Nope, not kidding. Oh, and the only Yoda costume they had was a 6-12 months. So, I tell D3 no costume here, we have to go. Then the tears begin. Not the screaming, I’m being spoiled tears, but the I have gotten myself way too excited and worked up over a costume tears.
Fifth of all, K0hl’s also drove D3 to tears the other day.
After the drama of P@rty City, I decided to run to K0hl’s, because a friend told me she got her son’s Darth Vader costume there for $7. So, we load up, drive to K0hl’s, unload, get another cart, wheel to the back of the store to see there are 4 Halloween Costumes all size small. Tears and drama again. So, again being a sucker I got D3 a Star Wars t-shirt, because I felt bad for him (and because it was 50% off, but don’t tell him).
So, at this point I inform him that mommy is ordering the darn costumes off of the internet like I should have to begin with and he will get it in a few days.
And that’s exactly what I did.
And they better fit.
But they are wearing the darn things even if they don’t!