We are preparing for a party away this weekend and #2 is especially excited about the prospect of legitimately dressing up in a Star Wars costume.
Prior to the clocks going forward this weekend, we were woken up a few days ago at 5.30am to the "force" of a green light sabre stealthily drifting past our bedroom door, followed by the theme tune of Star Wars being sung like a pesky drone from the bathroom.....it was a great time to have a poo apparently.
I'll be honest and say that my mental state at the time resembled that of The Rancor below.
The problem has been "what to wear" as she is officially now a TOM BOY and cannot possibly entertain the idea of being Princess Leia, even if she could ride one of the Forest Moon of Endor Speeders.
She settled upon wanting to be Boba Fett but as the days are getting closer, I am an evil Dark Force that does not have the creativity to make the Boba Fett helmet and I am too tight and refuse to pay over £25 for one on Amazon. We have since moved from Luke Skywalker, to Obi Wan Kenobi, to Anakin Skywalker and even the Emperor.
#2 has now decided that she can go as "Darth Vadress", but I have to tie her hair back though because otherwise people "will know I am a Tom Boy". So a quick trip to Asda tomorrow and "Boba's" your uncle - she will be sorted!
I am certainly looking forward to watching two of my dear friends, contain 30+ "Galaxy explorers" aged 4-5, who will be on a Space Sugar high and enjoying the spoils of their Jedi Training......
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