My youngest was all set to be a pumpkin this Halloween. She was wearing the costume that I made for her oldest sister back when she was three years old and wanted to be “orange” for Halloween, so I figured a pumpkin would do. My middle daughter also wore the same costume when she was almost 3, and it was clearly the youngest’s turn. Besides, she really wanted to be a pumpkin, so all was right in the world.
And then, on Friday, October 30, we received a package in the mail from my mom. It contained a frilly, twirly, wonderful, pink pettiskirt. She put it on immediately and announced that she would now be going as a princess for Halloween.
I mean, wouldn’t you?
So, we figured out some sort of outfit. It was more like a Western Princess when we were finished, what with the boots and vest. And then there was the Minnie Mouse Princess hat, so perhaps she was Minnie the Princess visits the Wild, Wild West.
Whatever she was, she was totally adorable.
She did keep telling me, “I be a punkin tomowow,” but it never happened. She tried to sleep in the pettiskirt, which tells you how successful it would have been to get it off of her the next night for Trick-or-Treating.
I just wish I would have thought to take a picture of her in the pumpkin outfit. She wore it enough the week of Halloween. In fact, I think I’ll still try to get her back in the costume and try.