Halloween: Rock star and, huh? Puffy Taco?

Well...Halloween is right around the corner and it is nearing that time when I need to start making the munchkins' costumes. I've made their costumes every year except for one. This year I think munchkin #1 has settled for wanting to be a ROCKSTAR...I'll probably get her a pettiskirt, make her some lace gloves, glittery corset, add some pink highlights and do some major teasing of the hair. She'll have everyone asking, "whose that girl?" and "how did she get a time machine to take her back to the 80s?", hee hee...no influence from me.

Now munchkin #2...well...let's just rewind to about a month ago. The 2 year old LOVES baseball! REALLY loves baseball...it is constantly on his mind...he can even watch it on television...like the major league baseball games and it grabs his attention more than any cartoon or preschool show out there...seriously, he'll watch the whole game...but won't sit through 30 minutes of Little Bill. We had a brilliant idea to take him to see the San Antonio Missions play live...and of course, he LOVED every minute...the only thing that would occasionally pull him away from the action on the field was this guy:
Oh...you don't know who (or what) that is? Why...that my friends is the "Puffy Taco" himself. He seems to be 1/2 of the mascot team for the Missions. Munchkin #2 was so taken in by this "edible?" being...that he now wants to be him for Halloween! A month ago, he wanted to be a baseball player...and although he still lives and breathes baseball...upon answering the question, "what do you want to be for Halloween?", he quickly and anxiously answers with "the puffy taco"...*sigh*... foul ball for me...I don't want to create a puffy taco on my serger...I don't mind frying one up on my stove, but sewing one...no not really! Hubby tends to think that this could be kind of "cool"...so, I told him I would make him a Quesadilla costume and he could help the little one go door to door asking for salsa...and somehow the puffy taco idea has lost a tad bit of it's luster...it's still there...lingering...but the coolness factor has plummeted some. In all honestly, if the little one wants to be a puffy taco...I guess...I'll wave my magic wand and turn him into one...for a couple of hours. BUT, this mommy thinks she still may be able to hit one out of the ballpark and change his mind...the question is should I? Pick your battles, my mother always says...technically, no one is getting hurt in this one...so we shall see...