The Mythos Lives On

At not quite a year and a half old, the child is already on the path to pop culture fandom. This morning, Buster put on his dad’s hat and started humming the tune to Indiana Jones. Doot doot doot-doot!

Q-ster expressed interest in having the boys be Jedi Masters together for Halloween. He would be Obi-wan, of course, and his little brother should be Yoda, a height-appropriate character.

I checked out a Baby Yoda costume at Party City, and it must not be the same as the one pictured here, because it was terrible. For twenty dollars, you get a crummy green headband with ears, and a few scraps of brown polyester for a robe. I couldn’t bear to buy it.

It’s definitely going to cost more than twenty dollars of my time, but I think I’m going to make a Yoda ear hat for Buster. He likes hats anyway, so we have a reasonable chance of him wearing it.

A little web research turned up a crocheted Yoda hat (definitely worth a click to see the expression of the baby wearing it - scroll down towards the bottom of the page), a paper hat, and a fleece hat. I have enough leftover green fleece from the lightsabers to hack something together. How hard can it be? Famous last words, my little green friends!