Halloween

So, a few months ago, Grandma bought a pink unicorn costume that was supposed to be for my niece Beatrix. Although she liked the costume, she didn't want to be a unicorn for Halloween. Somehow, the costume ended up in our dress up box. Arden liked playing with it for a few days, and hadn't worn the costume for several weeks. On the night of Halloween as we're getting ready to go to my sister-in-laws house for the Halloween Party, we have the following conversation:
"I don't want to be a dinosaurio."

"Oh, okay. Would you like to put on your pirate costume?"

"No, thank you. I want to be a unicornio."

At this point I pause and I really want to say, 'No. You have to wear the dinosaur or the pirate costume. It's a PINK unicorn costume, and I would feel embarrassed to be seen out in public with you. Or, no honey, the color pink is more for girls than for boys.'
However, this is kind of how the conversation went: "Are you sure? You might get hot."

"Yeah, I want to be a unicornio."
"But what about being a cantasorous?"

"No. I want to be a unicornio."

Finally, I gave in. Our family was so nice and polite to him.
'Wow, I've never seen a pink unicornio.' 'That sure is a nice costume, etc.'

Thank you family for being so open minded and so nice. I guess they're used to it, since it's well, Arden, and he's surrounded by girl cousins. And the people at the houses thought he was a girl anyways, with that wonderful hair cut I gave him a few weeks ago =)
And once you look at the photo with the primas. He totally fits right in with all of those magical creatures, fairies, wizards, witches, etc.

After a fabulous dinner, we went trick or treating.

Maya had a lot of fun getting the candy. But what she really wanted to do was go inside the people's houses to play and explore.



After Trick-or-Treating around the neighborhood, we headed over to Great-Grandma Olsen's house.

We did some Trick-or-treating at her house...took some more photos, because this annoying person (ME) likes to take too many photos.
It was a great evening. We had a lot of fun.
Halloween is more fun with children.

I just hope years from now Arden won't say something like this: "How could you have let me wear a pink unicorn costume? What were you thinking? This is so embarrassing!" Hopefully, he'll say something more along these lines: "Gee mom, thank you for trying to be open minded and letting me express myself, and letting me make my own choices." I doubt I'll get the 'thanks mom' conversation.