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Got a weird kid? Target has you covered this Halloween. For $30, you can make your tiny eccentric’s dreams come true, transforming him/her into a funky frankfurter.

Target knows that not everyone wants to go the traditional route on October 31st. Some kids march to the beat of their own drum. My children, in fact, march to the beat of a different percussion instrument altogether–an obscure one, like the woodblock or the Peruvian Cajón.

I’m just going to come right out and say it: My kids are weird.

They are the kids you see in the grocery shop wearing swim trunks and quilted ponchos because I let them dress themselves.

They are the kids who get angry when you change the car radio station during their sweet 1990’s Aaron Neville power ballad sing along.

They are the kids who would wear a hot dog suit for Halloween, so when I saw this hilarious costume at my local Target, it warmed my heart. You see, surrounding the tubed-meat jumpsuit were aisles of Elsa, Paw Patrol, and Lego Men. The juxtaposition tickled me and reminded me that being a princess or superhero on Halloween is overrated. It’s the random hot dog kid that makes everyone smile when they open the door.

I’ll let you in on a little secret: I was a weird kid, too. When everyone loved Big Bird, I declared Snuffleupagus to be my favorite. When the tweens in my class listened to New Kids on The Block, I was into hair metal bands. When the other girls went out for the softball team, I practiced rhythmic gymnastics in my garage (badly). I even videotaped it. Then I showed the footage to the softball girls in a deficient endeavor to befriend them.

They thought I was, well, weird. When I attempted to high-five the cool softballers, they just shook their heads in jest and rejection. I still cringe to this day when I think about 99% of my childhood.

Now, to say my junior apples didn’t fall far from the tree is an understatement. It’s more like they rolled off of their branches and just clung right onto my trunk.

And I like them just they way they are–quirks and all.

Since we are using borrowed costumes this year, I didn’t splash out on expensive Halloween duds for my littles, but if one of you decides to purchase the Target Teenie Weenie, send your kid on over to my house. I love him/her already.

I’ll save the good candy for you guys. In fact, I’ll give your small sausage all the Reese’s (and high-fives) I have.