No sooner did I hit publish on Umbrella Bat, then my daughter informed me she no longer wants to be a bat...she wants to be a ninja. What?? Apparently, she is over mommy and me costumes. She's five.
So...off I go to the thrift store to find a gi for a ninja costume. I figure this over a pair of black pants with some black socks and shoes...a sash around her waist and a black scarf for her head and we're done, right? Hold that thought.
While shopping at the thrift store for said gi, I came across a few grass skirts. My husband collects the wobbly hula girls that you put on the dashboard, so I thought that would be a funny costume for him...better than his first idea...
I pitch it to him and he's sold. Back to the thrift store with five year-old in tow and we gather up what turns out to be a grass "swag" not actually a skirt. But for $2.50, who's complaining? Plastic sea shell bra for another $2.99...5 year-old has a lei she'll lend papa...costume done for $5.49 and the time it takes to adjust the skirt.
About this time, my daughter decides that she would like to be a hula girl too. Go figure. Luckily, good costume karma is on my side and we find a tiny orange grass skirt, another lei and the controversial part of the costume...tiny coconut bikini top. She's in love with the coconuts...I'm not sure if I'm amused or grossed out. I decide it's better to have the coconuts and be able to reject them later, so I buy them and home we go.
After talking it over with my hubby, we decided that the coconuts would be ok with a colored top underneath, so a long-sleeve yellow leotard is now enroute to us via Amazon. I'm sure she's going to look adorable...I just hope we don't seem like those pageant parents you see on tv who seem to struggle with what is appropriate for children. Anyone else struggle with this? What are your thoughts?
XOXO, Cindi
