I feel somewhat guilty about her costume choice since I really coaxed [forced] her into 'choosing' one. I know all the research about self expression and choice, but...the way I see it - I have just a few short years of making all the important decisions (like Halloween costumes, birthday party themes, etc) before I am forced into lame-kid world trademarked by Nickelodeon and Disney. She wanted to be a princess and/or a witch this year. C'mon!?! Cliche! I tried to tell her that she was a princess every day, so she needed to pick something different. Gary responded to this by saying to me, 'Well, with that logic I guess you can't be a witch for Halloween." Nicely, played dear.
Anyway, I pulled rank and picked her costume. There. I'm a bad mom. I'm not letting my kid explore her creativity...blah...blah...blah. I'm like the pageant mom of Halloween. But she's going to thank me for this later (I think). I mean she knows this costume and loves watching the video...over and over and over and over. So it was sorta her idea...right? (This is the part on Toddlers and Tiaras when the mom says her daughter loves pageants, and then the camera cuts to the 4-year- sobbing and begging to not go on stage).
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| My Little One-Hit Wonder |
So she is a 90's icon of social outcasts, or -as I have told her - a bumblebee ballerina.
Give me a break. I drew the line when she asked to be Nicki Minaj.
"...if you don't like my point of view...you're insane..."
