I'll get you my pretty, and your little dog too.
"I am going to be Dorothy for Halloween," Lucy confirmed in the car today, for the twentieth time since she decided last night that it was going to be a Wizard of Oz themed Halloween this year. "Tessie can be a munchkin." This is an improvement from her original plan: Tessa as Toto. "Daddy can be the wizard. And Mommy can be the mean, evil, Wicked Witch!"
She was delighted with this last piece of casting. "Why do I have to be the Wicked Witch?" I asked. "Because, you have the little owie on your nose. The wart." I do not have a wart on my nose, and I told her so. "You do have a little circle on your nose," she argued. I think she may have been referring to a freckle, or unfortunately, an incipient zit. She could tell I was not on board with her plan.
"How about just a pretend wart?" she suggested. I guess I can live with that.
Next time we see each other, pleeease allow me to do my Wicked Witch impression for you. I'm begging you! I've been forbidden to ever do it again here.
We're HUGE Oz fans here. I'm pretty sure JJ's going to be the Tin Woodman for Halloween. And The Peanut's going to be the Scarecrow. (Unless Buzz Lightyear wins out, but I'm lobbying hard for Oz.)