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Why A Superhero Costume?

If you’ve been following my blog, then you know that Lil Man turned 2 in March. So this year the holidays are a little more exciting for him than last year since he’s a little older. And October brings us Halloween. And he's totally into candy. So this should be fun for him. 

Also, picking out a costume was different this year than last. Last year, we didn't buy a costume. I know I know. But he still fit in the one that was too big from the year before, and we actually wound up letting him use it again. 

So this year, he's getting a new costume. And since he's in pre-school, they will have a little parade. And of course he needed a costume for trick-or-treating. 

Since we didn't get a costume last year, I really didn't know what I was getting into when I started looking. The costume that he had the last 2 years was given to us. So this is my first time shopping for a kid's Halloween costume. I was overwhelmed at all of the great options!  And after cruising for quite some time, I settled on the Man of Steel Deluxe Costume.

The site was very easy to navigate, and I simplified the search process by sorting by size and category. 

Why a superhero? Because first of all, I'm thinking Lil Man will love the costume with the boots and the cape. I also think he'll like the 'muscled' chest. He amazes me with how strong he is at his age. And I think we made a good choice.

The costume seems very well made. The size was true to size. Overall, I am well pleased with the costume. And I think he likes it too. He wouldn't be still long enough for me to snap a non-blurry picture. 

Isn't this just the cutest Superhero ever?

Full Disclosure: provided me with a costume free of charge for the purpose of providing a review. My opinions are completely my own based on my experience.


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