Hello, I'm Annabel from annabel__g on Instagram. I've recently moved with my husband Sam and our son Kip out of London and I'm really chuffed to have been asked to contribute to Mini Style Blog. As Sandra from Miniwilla said, I don't write. I'm rubbish with words, but I like making pictures. This is about our recent fancy dress dramas.
Don't let that moustache fool you into thinking he's a master of disguise. He was bribed with a fat date in his mouth.
So with a 2 1/2 year old we have officially hit the fancy dress party season.
I love fancy dress (for him, not me) and I thought all kids love fancy dress. Not Kip. Just not really bothered yet. I thought I'd spend a couple of years trying to get him out of a Spiderman costume, not into one.
So I try and get him interested and we start off pretty good. We hunt around the house for props. We make up stories and we do drawings to just try and think of something other than another Bunny costume. That's all probably a bit more 'I' than 'we' actually.
Anyway that's generally what happens the day after the invite arrives. Then stuff happens, blah, blah, blah and I forget all about it. Around about until the day before. So we hunt a bit more and I try and find a black marker pen which actually works.
I don't want our costumes to be perfect, I want them to look like we made them together and even though it may have started out like that, it'll probably end with me making it on the living room floor, the night before. The handy thing about still having most of our belongings in boxes from moving recently is that there is a very large supply of cardboard.
The Bunny costume came first. The mask didn't make it past the party front door, but he still wants the bunny tail on his leggings, which gets me every time I see that bottom running across the playground.
Then came the Disco fancy dress. I admit it was all about his fab fluro vans. I was thinking breakdancer. Ended up more chav. So two hours before the party I made a cardboard visor, cardboard K gold chain and a cardboard Walkman. I thought it was so cool. The two year old did not and it was ditched on the dance floor.
Then there was a Pirate party. Kip wanted to be a Bunny Pirate. I like it.
And who doesn't love a Superhero party outfit? Oh, Kip doesn't.
Every party follows the same game and there is generally a stripe involved:
So, costume ready. He's excited. Will he put it on?
Will he just put the bunny ears/visor/hat/mask on?
Sam runs around the room with the tea towel cape around his neck.
I really want a photo so I bring out the raisins. Then the dates. Mouthfuls. Cupfuls.
When the bribes run out, first off is the mask. Then the loo roll wristlet Superhero control panels. The cape is in danger. He goes to the party in wellies and a stripey tee. He looks like Kip. I love it.