I used have a hard fast rule of no character anything. No clothes, no shoes, no backpacks. The only exception was unders and jammas. I still really don't care for them; I find most of them tacky, but something made me lighten up and relax over something so silly. A little boy named Knox had a certain fascination with the movie "Cars."
After he was gone, I'd see all sorts of Cars stuff, and I'd think about how much he'd love it and wish I could get it for him. As a result, I let it go (no pun intended and I still have not indulged JK in a princess shirt but it may happen...you never know). Yesterday, we were scouring the town for a size 13 pair of cleats for Creed for soccer and finally found one loan pair at Payless Shoes. They were having a b1g1 half off sale and lo and behold they also had these and I actually kind of think they are cook. Shhhhhhhh......
And I just had to get them...in memory of a little boy mesmerized by Cars that would probably now be infatuated with super heroes.
Elizabeth picked out his outfit; superhero shirt and superhero shoes. I apologize for all those whose pet peeve of mixing universes has now just been activated.
The smile on his face says it all. :-)