Plural. Because you know, around here we have two of them. Some mornings you just wake up and feel like being Batman. So we rummaged around in the closet and found L.D.'s Baman costume. The one I made for him for Hallowe'en. He happily got into it and started swooshing around the house, cape flapping behind him. And of course that looked like fun, which started the refrain of "Me too! I do it too! I Batman toooooo!" from the little one. So we had to pull together something for little brother. Luckily we had a Batman t-shirt already. Its a bit on the big side, but no matter. More importantly we needed a cape. So a blue dinner napkin and an obliging safety pin were pressed into service. Ahem. Basically this sums up the difference between being a first child and a second child. First child's costume lovingly made by hand, with attention to craftsmanship and detail. Money and time were gladly spent. Second child? A t-shirt, a napkin and a safety pin. Sigh. I wish I had the time, and when I have more than two minutes notice I will certainly make him his own superhero cape. Because he loves to run around in a cape.
Another thing he love to do: make his 'stank face', which is how we refer to the curled lip sneer that he has adopted as his favourite way to convey menace, resolve, or just plain emphasis. I have yet to get a really good picture of the stank face, as it comes and goes to quickly, but even though he's mostly blocking himself with that chunk of wood, you get the idea.
Here's another version of it, with the added bonus of his double chin.
Running down the stairs! Action shot! Basically the rest of the morning was one long action sequence, what with all that saving the day.
But even so, we did have a bit of time to stop and smell the flowers.
And yes, they wore these costumes almost all day. We did all our errands as Batmen. Which was really fun, because nothing warms up the weary faces in a doctor's waiting room like two tiny Batmen swooping through the door, happy to tell everyone who will listen, who they are. And I just couldn't stop taking pictures of them. They were so proud and happy to pose (which is not always the case) so please indulge me as I post just a few more.
Its crazy to me how he is such a combination of little Baby and big boy all at the same time.
And I love how he looks up to his older brother, and emulates him with such genuine pride.
And of course, competes with him too.
Though he doesn't often win. Another second child thing. But it doesn't stop him from striving, or delighting in the race. And even when he looses he still likes to crow "I winned, I winned!" in true toddler denial.
Its funny how you can watch them sometimes....
...and see the wheels turning....
...as he calculates what kind of a head start he'd need to win this round.
ps: he still lost.
ahhh that made my auntie heart burst to overflowing!!! they are fabulous boys, and that's such a fun moment, thanks for blogging it, great to have a window into batman world :)
Posted by: Cyn | 09/06/2013 at 01:49 PM
love it!! love the napkin. the faces. the stank. the double chin. the swooshes (is there nothing better than hearing your child swoosh from A to B for no reason aside than that he can?). My batman would surely wish to fly over and join in.
Posted by: Hannah | 09/06/2013 at 01:54 PM