For weeks, when we asked Tori what she wanted to be for Halloween, she said one of two things: superhero or princess.
So, being the overachieving parents we are, we decided to make her a Superhero Princess costume.
Said costume started with a sparkly red cape. Included a floofy red white and blue tutu. It even had a crown and arm bands. But when it was done? She wanted nothing to do with it. In fact, she cried every time we put the cape on her.
So I did what many a frazzled Super Mom has done before me. I logged on to Amazon and bought her a costume. And not the cute, cuddly lion costume I wanted to bundle her in.
Nope, I went all out Princess. I bought the long, ribbon-festooned dress. The tiara and wand. I even got her fairy wings (for extra credit).
And she loved the dress. And the wings. And the crown. She pranced around the house on Saturday, saying, “I a pwincess!”
But when Halloween came? There was only one part of the costume she would agree to wear.
Fortunately, it was the biggest part. And she did look pretty dang cute.
She also loved every minute of the trick or treating. So much that she wants to do it again. And again. And again. Which means I have made her cry again and again and again by telling her Halloween only comes once a year.
It’s tough being two.