Dressing Up Gets Even More Serious

Zoey and Max came over for a bit to play today and Zoey got really into the idea of dressing up.  Bears was in heaven.  They spent an entire hour frantically trying to change into as many different costumes as possible.  It was a bit of a whirlwind of action but I did manage to document a couple of the ensembles.

They brought over a couple different costumes from their house and Bears was super pumped about being a ferocious crocodile.  Or dragon.  I don't really know.

 Such cute little buds.

Bears is Darth Maul

Last Saturday, my dad pulled up all sorts of Star Wars costumes on his computer for Bears to choose from.  Once he saw the Darth Maul costume, Bears was in love.  Papa ordered not only the standard costume but an additional mask and a double lightsaber as well.  Bears has never been so excited about anything in his whole life, at least as far as I can remember.  The next four days were spent with him asking every few minutes if the costume was here yet.  As soon as it arrived, Papa and Diddums brought it on over.  Bears has spent every moment possible wearing it.  He hasn't been able to nap the last three days because, as he puts it, "I'm just too excited about my darth maul stuff." When he sleeps at night, he has to have all his Darth Maul accessories in bed with him:

He's talking about how cool Darth Maul is.  As well as what a fright he is.

He hasn't wanted to go out at all since getting the costume.  I was able to convince him to go willingly to his dance class yesterday with the lure of being able to show off his costume to everyone there.  Unfortunately, it backfired, since he just wanted to "run around and do darth maul stuff" the entire time and I just ended up bagging it and leaving early, which he was pretty upset about. It was only after being forced to leave that he realized he really did want to be in dance class.  Poor guy.  Such is life when you're three years old.

Story time with Daddy.  He's reading the Darth Maul page in a Star Wars encyclopedia, of course.

For the last week or so, Bears has been singing his own version of a lullaby back to me after I sing one to him.  It's set to the tune of Brahm's Lullaby and usually goes something like this "I love you, I love you, I love you so much..." but for the past two nights it's been more like, "I love you, I love you, darth maul is so cool, I love you...darth maul...love you so..he has two lightsabers."

Good stuff.

Biking to the Park

This summer, Ryan and Bears started a tradition of regular bike rides to the First Encampment Park.  Sometimes I get to tag along but it's generally something that's reserved for just the two of them.  I found these pictures that Ryan took on the camera a couple of weeks ago.