Small has his heart set on a being a bad guy this Halloween. He wants to be a Goomba.
“A what?” I asked.
“Mom, they’re the little mushroom guyth on Thuper Mario Brotherth.”
I hadn’t a clue. Showing more patience with me than I often do with him, he flipped open our Nintendo DS (yes, we have one – I relaxed my stance on hand-held video devices after the kids saved their allowances for three months to buy one).
“Look, I’ll show you,” he said.
Thanks to the internet and an inspired mom who blogs at What I Made Today, I now know exactly how to turn Henry into the creature of his dreams.
As soon as his father came home, Henry danced over, exclaiming, “I get to be a Goomba for trick or treat!”
Brendan shot a confused look over at me then scraped the backs of his fingers under his chin in a gesture he must have picked up in college. “He’s gonna be a mobster for Halloween?”
“A mon-ster, Daddy,” Henry corrected. “A Goomba monster!”
I think the mobster costume might be easier to make.