I keep calling her Cat-Woman for some reason, but here are a few pictures of Brenna dressed up as Bat-Girl for a birthday party we went too earlier today. Not pictured is me blowing up like Mrs. Puff from the dogs that were in the house and us having to leave an hour after we got there, which is a damned shame, as I'd been looking forward to going for the last week or so. The curse of animal allergies. I guess it could be worse.
Brenna enjoyed her costume so much that she kept it on when we went to Old Navy afterwards, calling the cart I was pushing her in her Batmobile (but of course).