Yesterday I bought my son a dress. Yup, that's right a DRESS!
A few weeks ago we started talking about halloween. I asked the twins what they wanted to be for halloween. Their decision: A witch. Each of them wants to be a "girl witch." Only when they say it, it sounds like "Grrr witch." And Tom doesn't want to be just any girl witch, but a blue girl witch.
I tried so hard to talk Tom into something a little more masculine. We looked around online at pictures of warlocks and wizards. I explained to him that boy witches wear cloaks. He was not interested in the least.
Yesterday when I dropped the twins off at preschool I asked their teacher if it's against school policy for boys to wear dresses, specifically on halloween. She said, "No! Let him wear a dress this year. At least this year no one will make fun of him, but you might have issues come Kindergarten." So I hit up the finest costume department Wal Mart had to offer and found the perfect witch costume for both kids. Tom's is blue, his new favorite color. And Abby's has some purple, one of her favorites too!
After preschool I told Tom that I had a blue witch costume for him. I was trying to bribe him to sit down quickly in his car seat after class. He asked if I had it with me, and although I did, I lied and told him it was at home. (more bribery) So we get home and he goes flying into the house. I hear him banging around his closet, then, "Moooooooom! Come quick! Help me!" He had taken the "dress up bin" down from a closet shelf and was tearing through it looking for his costume. The same costume that was actually in the trunk of my car. After some quick apologizing for fooling him, he finally got his first look at his very own first dress. They were so excited to wear their costumes they wore them last night and again today.