Costumed
This evening I watched Kiki admire her Halloween costume in our full-length mirror. She struck a pose, then turned and struck a different one. I wonder what she sees in that mirror. I’m certain it is much cooler and more exciting than what I see. Her imagination takes the image and improves it into something glorious. In her mind’s eye she isn’t Kiki at all, she is a beautiful and deadly white sorceress. Kiki was so pleased with this vision that she didn’t even mind that Butterfly-fairy Gleek was running in circles around her. Perhaps the sorceress and the butterfly-fairy have struck a magical truce for the duration of the costume wearing. I can only hope.
The Halloween party is tomorrow and all the pieces are assembled. All except shoes. Link wants black shoes for his ninja outfit. Since he needs new tennis shoes anyway, I’ll buy black ones. Kiki also claims a need for shoes. “I’ve never had shoes that matched my costume!” she pleaded with her very best puppy-dog eyes. I’ll be in a shoe store anyway, so I’ll look around and see what I can see. Maybe there will be a pair that are perfect for a white sorceress and can still be appropriate for an uncostumed Kiki to wear to church or school. I will undoubtedly hear cries of “unfair” from Gleek if both her older siblings get shoes and she doesn’t. Hopefully she’ll agree with me that her ballet slippers are perfect footwear for a butterfly-fairy. Perhaps I can convince the sorceress to wear my old ballet slippers.