He was enthusiastically greeted by Spiderman, Batman, about 6 princesses and a zombie.
Really? A Zombie? He's 3 years old for chrissake.
The sad thing is, I KNOW the Zombie idea was not Caden's. It was Caden's Daddy. Or Caden's Mommy's Boyfriend. Whatever.
The thing is, I was feeling sorta sorry for myself as I loaded Buzz into the car this morning.
Not sorry -- that's not the right word. Wistful maybe?
What do you call it when you see your kids growing and making decisions on their own and not asking or wanting your opinion? That's the feeling I had this morning.
He's only 3. Shouldn't I still have SOME influence on his choice of costume?
OK -- we would definitely NOT do Zombies. Or Vampires. We still have Veto power.
But the truth is, the choice is his.
He gets to decide what to be.
That's kinda hard on me.
Because I miss the puppy years.
|This is #2 son, not Buzz Lightyear. But all 3 have been this puppy.|