The kids have really come into their own with our dress up box. Sometimes they will disappear into the basement, and emerge as new people. The other night I was lucky enough to have Darth Vader and Princess Witch help me make dinner.
The next day I got to play hide-and-go-seek with Tinkerbell.
I don't really know what the plan was here, but they were wearing underwear on their heads and May proclaimed, "We are wearing SO MANY clothes!"
Crowns have become a must for breakfast.
The best part about dressing up is that it makes even the most frustrating situations, like complete and total "I don't want to take a nap" meltdowns, really quite entertaining and very hard to take too seriously.