Don't Judge Me
My mom loves Halloween. It's the one time of the year that she's regularly busting out her sewing machine to make costumes for my kids. And, let's face it, I am probably one of the biggest party poopers when it comes to costumes and creativity, so I let her do it. Nay, I encourage her to do it. It's a lot of fun for all involved and my kids get AMAZING costumes out of it.
This year was no exception. My girls got hooked on the Power Puff Girls cartoons (conveniently found on our OnDemand service), and my mom created these lovely costumes for them:
Miles even won a prize for Most Original Costume in his class (I included a picture of what the Mayor of Townsville is supposed to look like):

My cousin Myca also got into the spirit of things, and my mom made her a Princess Morebucks costume to match (she's a villainess in the series):
All in all, it was a very successful costuming event. My mom nailed it with the eyes and the wigs. But, given the untimeliness of their costumes, not a lot of people understood who they were. We did get to one house where the dad said, "Wait! I know who you are!" And very excitedly was telling them their character names. And then his wife said, "Oh, that means that they watch too much cartoons." Well phooey. How do you know that, lady I've never met? And so what if they do? I saw any number of Michael Jackson's, who was a talented artist, but one who was marred by several accusations of child molestations, so is that any more an appropriate costume for little kids? Or eighth graders who were wearing a JigSaw costume at school? And really, why does it bug me what this nameless woman thinks of my kids? The costumes were cute and my kids do well in school, so if I let them watch cartoons, so be it. And I really just need to let this one go. Venting done.
I hope you and your families had a nice Halloween.

