It shouldn’t have taken me nearly as long as it did to decide on a costume for my little Peony, 1. I mean, it took me a ridiculous amount of time. For a while I thought she might be an owl, mostly because my older daughter can say it in Spanish she kept insisting Peony would (A) look cute as a lechuza, and (B) be sufficiently annoyed by wearing an owl hat on her head.
But the owl costumes I found were inanely expensive, and none of them came with arms or legs, which means she’d be cold (and, you know, annoyed). I shunned anything with wings or a tiara, as I am well aware there will be plenty of time for that once she actually knows from thrones and scepters.
I considered dressing her as a sailor and sticking a Budweiser label on her sippy cup, as she walks like she’s either seasick or had a few too many. She would have rocked a Frankenstein costume a few months ago, but she no longer staggers exactly like a zombie.
My older daughter declared her intention to be Minnie Mouse, and then a friend produced a toddler-sized Mickey Mouse costume. I don’t want to say Peony is the cutest Mickey Mouse ever, but then again, I don’t really have to, do I?
Here are a few shots from her music class this week, where all of the toddlers were encouraged to dress like it was already Oct. 31:
Photo credits: Meredith Carroll
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