This genius-level mother makes an unusual costume.
For several months, my four-year-old insisted she wanted to dress up like a letter for Halloween. Yes, a letter. As in, “This letter states that, due to an overdue library book, you never actually graduated college.” *
This past weekend, Estelle “flipped her mind” and declared that she wanted to dress as a princess instead. A Princess! Within seconds, big brother and I delivered an onslaught of white lies in order to shield her from the Princess Industrial Complex (despite the fact that her last name means “King” in Poland, she’s not next in line for the Polish crown).
“You don’t want to be a princess!” Max declared. “Everyone else is going to be a Princess.” I took the deceit a step further: “You know Biscuit, there is a strict limit on the number of Princesses on Halloween, and all those spots are already taken.”
Satisfied with our explantion…
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