Our daughter is really into Cosplay. We've grown accustomed to receiving packages from China, wigs from local beauty stores and fully, professional looking videos of her, uploaded onto Musical.ly, by our creative 16-year-old.
But I learned that we need to set some ground rules when Cosplaying.
Recently, we had a visitor. An older, friendly man who was talking with Daddy about life insurance. I introduced myself, and our son and daughter did too before they went off to their rooms.
A few minutes later our daughter, nonchalantly, walks into the kitchen. Dressed in character. A Korean male character. Softly singing in Korean.
Not surprisingly the conversation switched from life insurance to silence.
"What are you looking for?" Daddy asked her as she looked around in the fridge.
Literally taking on the character, she answered in Korean.
"English Maurissa!" Daddy responded.
"Oh!, she laughed. "Do we have any Sushi left?"
You could see the confusion in the man's face. He was puzzled but seemed to come up with the explanation.
"Do you all have an exchange student living with you?"
Nah. But it sure seems like it sometimes.
Adventures of a seemingly dYsFUNctioNALl mom and wife!
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