"Nick, how about dressing up as a knight for the medieval feast?"
"I signed up to be a jester."
"Can you change? I've already borrowed the knight costume from my friend."
"I want to be jester."
"Matt was a knight. Knights are so cool Nick."
"I want to be a jester."
Humph.
Make an appointment with crazy costume rental lady. Wait 30 minutes past the time she said she'd be there. Enter a huge store that is straight out of one of my nightmares. Bad smells. Bad sights. Wandering. Digging. 90 minutes later we leave with a jester costume.
2 days later . . .
"Are you excited about your jester costume?"
"I'm not going to be a jester anymore. I'm going to be a peasant."
"What? But Nick, we've already rented the jester costume!"
"I know mom. I'm sorry. But I want to be peasant."
Then I discovered this guy on Nick's dresser
and suddenly it all made sense.
Legos. They can be so darn persuasive.
Legos. They can be so darn persuasive.
1 comment:
That face says it all! Sometimes letting them change their mind at the last minute (although frustrating and expensive) is the right choice. Good parenting!
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