One of my favorite aspects of Devon is his love of The Costume. I use capital letters because since he was about two his attraction to something other than everyday wear has been a devoted one. I first became aware of this in the Halloween aisle of Target, Devon was just a bit over 24 months and when we got to all the sparkly orange and black and he shrieked out the words, “Ghosties, Mai-Mai! Ghosties!” After that day we visited the Halloween section every two or three days until well into November when even the 90% off items were gone. Needless to say, the November turkey theme did not capture his soul the way the wigs, hats and capes of Halloween did. In the three years since then his love of gloves, masks and knee high boots has not waned.
This year the costume catalogs began arriving in late August. By mid-September we had about four or five of them, one for each vehicle and even bathroom reading material. Devon doesn’t quite have his numbers down, but his recall of which costume graces each page is amazing. Phrases such as, “Hey, Mai-Mai, I want the vampire bat costume on the page after the German Beer girl.” Or, “Did you see the glowing alien that comes right after the boy and girl super man page?” Yes, this has been my life for the past five weeks.
Yesterday we happened to be in a Costco about 45 miles away because we had gone to watch Cassidy play in a soccer tournament as a guest player for a team in that area. Of course Devon found the Halloween aisle in about 6.34 seconds flat and then proceeded to evaluate each and every costume in extreme detail. Once he figured out the animals with fat tummies were for wee sized kids, he moved on to the ones with cool accessories like swords and star shaped medals. He was keenly interested in a ninja get up but I nixed that in the name of violence. So instead Dev opted for a magician get up. Yup, the satiny red lined cape, velvet top hat, tux and cumber bun. Oh yes, hire the ice skating coach right now, because this blondie? He is all about the wand and the sparkle.
Some parents might be feeling a bit worried at this point in their child’s life. But me? I already have a 16 year-old who is far too interested in what the girls his age have in their pants. I’ll take my costume loving little fella on any given day. And if he needs something even more over the top before October 31? It’s totally his.
very nice article !
” I already have a 16 year-old who is far too interested in what the girls his age have in their pants ” hahahahaha i lol`ed .. i think all the boys are… or not? :-s