This year, Michael is doing his farewell tour to his hair--it has grown down his back well down between his shoulder blades. So my son is going to his high school on Tuesday as Jesus. The hair will be gone before water polo starts on the 6th--donated to Locks of Love--so this his last hurrah as a longhair for quite awhile. So for school, he'll be blessing the lost souls of Tujunga, but removing the costume before we head to Anaheim.
Zoe, despite every creative and unique idea we could come up with, insists on being Tinker Bell. So I gave up, and let her be what she wanted. No slot machine costumes, no costumes that coordinate with Michael (which is when we let him pick Jesus), a simple commercial costume. The countless Tinker Bells we'll encounter at Disneyland on Tuesday night will hopefully get Zoe to reconsider for next year. Even last year, she wanted to be an astronaut, which rocked. But this year, I'll have a little imp floating a little taller than usual--happy as can be--looking like every third girl running around. But she's happy, so I can live if she doesn't want to be original--for this year.
We're off to celebrate the entire weekend, so Happy Halloween!
Gotta split,
Ang
Posted by Angel Zobel-Rodriguez at October 27, 2006 10:41 PM