I’ve never been much of a girly-girl. I like to wear dresses and skirts, but I’m all tomboy on the inside. You can see my style reflected in how we raise and dress our daughter. Even my daughter’s toys tend to lean more towards gender neutral things than say, princesses and Barbies. Needless to say, it was a big shock this year when out of the blue, she insisted on being a princess for Halloween.
At first I laughed at the idea. “Silly Rowan,” I thought. Didn’t she know I wanted us to be a family of skeletons for Halloween? I had the whole thing planned already. I was super excited because with a big pregnant belly, I wanted to paint a skeleton baby on my shirt. How often does that chance come along? I dismissed her idea and told her we were going to be skeletons all together. I know the day will come when I don’t have a say anymore in what she gets to dress up as, but I wasn’t ready for it to be this year.
However, I was laying in bed a few nights later thinking of bringing her to the costume parade at our local YMCA, and all of a sudden the mom guilt set in. I pictured her there, dressed as a skeleton with all the other little girls dressed in poofy, sparkly dresses. I couldn’t bear the thought of her not dressed like that as well. She is so small and innocent. Why was I being so stubborn?
Can you guess what I went out and bought the next day? You guessed it! A big, over-the-top princess dress for her to wear on Halloween.
There will be lots of times in her life that we will disagree on things. Some will be important and I will have to stand my ground, but this is one battle worth letting her win.
Boy, I love that kid!