Diapers and costumes
Tonight is the first time in my children’s lives we actually ran out of diapers. Laura took her time before abandoning diapers for potty training, and Will is following in her footsteps there, so that means probably more than four, maybe even five, years of buying diapers, and tonight we really ran out. I put the last diaper on Will as we walked out the door to Target to buy more. (Economic note for the future: 104 diapers cost $24.00, minus the coupons).
So we’re at Target and just browsing around now, since this is our recreational activity. The Haunted Mansion section of Target is just now up, all Halloween all the time. I absolutely love Halloween, and every year we have this increasingly larger party complete with annoying (but really easy to make) Martha Stewart meringue bones and poison punch and the works, including dry ice in beakers one year, which was lots of fun for the kids (the benefits of having biologists for friends). We start down the costume row, and good grief.
The all boy side: Spiderman, Incredible Hulk, Ninja Boy, Death, and I don’t know who all else, but plenty of black and red, complete with a range of accessories designed for heavy hacking, including the orc sword. I think that might even have been the same one I had to take away from my nephew at one year’s party. Then, the girls: Disney Princess, Renaissance Princess, basic plain Princess, Cheerleader, lots of pastels and feathered boas, tiaras and gloves. For a little variety for the older girl, the vampy Diva and Black Widow Witch, both of which are a little too sexy for my nine year old, thank you very much. (Fortunately if you have very young children, you can get away from this a little, since these costumes are a little more gender neutral—you can’t go wrong with the pea in the pod or Pooh.)
We’ve always been into promoting gender equity in costumes (and life), and Laura has chosen costumes many times that don’t fit on the long pink row. She’s been a firefighter (her great-grandfather was fire chief), an entymologist, your basic baby pumpkin. Recently though she’s moved more towards girl costumes: two years ago she was a cat, wearing a leopard print leotard and black kitty ears, and then last year she was a hula girl (a very expensive costume that she ended up ditching halfway through the party because it was itchy). Basically it’s my experience that if you want a costume that departs from either the all black boy with hacking device or the girl princess model—you have to build it yourself. Could we please get a little creativity here for those of us who no longer have time to create your own?
In late breaking news, Will just peed in the potty! :)
So we’re at Target and just browsing around now, since this is our recreational activity. The Haunted Mansion section of Target is just now up, all Halloween all the time. I absolutely love Halloween, and every year we have this increasingly larger party complete with annoying (but really easy to make) Martha Stewart meringue bones and poison punch and the works, including dry ice in beakers one year, which was lots of fun for the kids (the benefits of having biologists for friends). We start down the costume row, and good grief.
The all boy side: Spiderman, Incredible Hulk, Ninja Boy, Death, and I don’t know who all else, but plenty of black and red, complete with a range of accessories designed for heavy hacking, including the orc sword. I think that might even have been the same one I had to take away from my nephew at one year’s party. Then, the girls: Disney Princess, Renaissance Princess, basic plain Princess, Cheerleader, lots of pastels and feathered boas, tiaras and gloves. For a little variety for the older girl, the vampy Diva and Black Widow Witch, both of which are a little too sexy for my nine year old, thank you very much. (Fortunately if you have very young children, you can get away from this a little, since these costumes are a little more gender neutral—you can’t go wrong with the pea in the pod or Pooh.)
We’ve always been into promoting gender equity in costumes (and life), and Laura has chosen costumes many times that don’t fit on the long pink row. She’s been a firefighter (her great-grandfather was fire chief), an entymologist, your basic baby pumpkin. Recently though she’s moved more towards girl costumes: two years ago she was a cat, wearing a leopard print leotard and black kitty ears, and then last year she was a hula girl (a very expensive costume that she ended up ditching halfway through the party because it was itchy). Basically it’s my experience that if you want a costume that departs from either the all black boy with hacking device or the girl princess model—you have to build it yourself. Could we please get a little creativity here for those of us who no longer have time to create your own?
In late breaking news, Will just peed in the potty! :)
posted by Lisa at 9/16/2004 08:01:00 PM
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