I, a subversive, am interested in the culprits
At the 11th hour on Halloween (5 pm), M (aged 2.5) decided that the blue ghost costume that her father had lovingly designed out of a hoodie and a chiffon scarf was ‘too scawy’ to wear. I was unclear if she was scared of it or concerned that she would be too scary to others. In any case, we had on hand a bat outfit that had come our way after being reje…