We wear tutus whenever we feel like it. I wear ugly but ridiculously comfortable felt clogs around the house. (Although I have now discovered the magic of Uggs, and I bought some purple ones on sale - they arrived yesterday, and thank you, Zappos; you are my spirit animal - and now even when I'm stark naked, I've got my Uggs on. I may never take them off. They are that awesome.)
I know, I know. Welcome to what, 2005, Lisa? Why didn't any of you people tell me about the Uggs?
But back to us. I can't dance. My boy, it seems, can twerk, although he's never seen anyone do so in his life. Certainly not his mother. See video, in which I have been ridiculed for doing "The Twist." What? He likes to bump butts.
Jordan and India like it best when they think that Nick is opposed to our underwear dance parties. So Daddy is always saying, "No! No underwear dance party!" This prompts us to break into exuberant dance mode.
The kids' favorite is when Nick's back is turned to me and I bend over and jump, bumping my butt into his, seemingly without his knowing. They howl.
So Jordan loves the tutus, which he sometimes wears on his head all Ave, Caesar!, and he loves nail polish, and purple is his favorite color. Except on the days when red is. Or pink.
India loves all of Jordan's trucks and buses and recently Nick bought her her own garbage truck and boy, is she delighted.
I know as they get older and exposed to more of the outside world - rather than mostly our crazypants house world - they will learn that there are stereotypical boy and girl colors, and boys don't paint their nails or wear lip gloss or shake their butts in tutus, and girls do girly things and whatever.
Odds are, Jordan's dream of racing India through the streets of DC, him driving an 18-wheeler and her driving a garbage truck, will cease to be The Dream.
They will stop thinking glitter is magic and that it's hilarious to do exercise videos with me. In their tutus.
But for now, it's our party we can do what we want.
(Also, I still think glitter is magic. So maybe that won't go away.)