oh my goodness...

Grace was invited to attend a princess/Disney birthday party recently. When she received the invitation, it instructed her to dress as her favorite Disney character. She has a couple of dress-up dresses and, since she went as Sleeping Beauty to the tea party she attended this summer, she decided to go as Tinkerbell to this party.

The day of the party was a chilly fall day (okay, don't ridicule me, northern folk...it was about 60° that day, but coming off of the 90s, it felt cold!), so I told her that she would have to wear black pants and a purple shirt under her costume. Grace was NOT happy about this. She told me that Tinkerbell did NOT wear pants under her dress and I told her that Tinkerbell did when it was cold outside. Next was the shoe battle. I sent her downstairs to put on her tennis shoes since I have yet to buy her a new pair of black mary janes since she has outgrown her old ones. She piped up that Tinkerbell did NOT wear black shoes OR tennis shoes. When I asked her what Tinkerbell did wear on her feat, she replied, "Green shoes with a white poof on them." To which I replied, "We don't have any of those. Put on your tennis shoes."

We finally made it out the door and to the party. As the other guests arrived, I noticed that most of them did not have pants or shirts on underneath their costumes and I held my breath hoping that Grace wouldn't notice. She didn't seem to, or, at least, didn't seem to care. She was too caught up in the real-life Belle who would later be singing to the kids and the steady flow of school friends arriving to celebrate with the birthday girl.

And then I noticed the only other Tinkerbell walk in to the party. And she was some Tinkerbell. She had a gorgeous fitted costume with wings that didn't flop over and every last detail in place. As she got in line behind Grace for facepainting, I saw Grace turn to her and say hi then look her up and down, pausing for several second at...the shoes. Green with a white poof on them. Then her eyes shot over to me with a glaring look and my mind immediately went to prom in 12 years. We are so in trouble.

Grace did enjoy the rest of the party, though, and was thrilled to go home and show daddy her cool face paint. And I enjoyed another opportunity to meet some other parents from school. So, overall, a good time, even if we didn't have the perfect shoes for the event!