Scenes from a comic con

This mermaid got K's attention by shooting her with a squirt gun.
And then let her choose a treasure from her chest.
Her other chest. Pervert.

Also known as" no one can resist a cute little girl asking if they can take a picture with her."

I walked away empty-handed art-wise — but scored big daddy points because I was friends with all these awesome characters. Bonus points for the fact that every one of these photos was her idea. She actually wanted to get her photo taken with the big scary "I'm going to eat your face alien.

She's a dork by osmosis. And dad couldn't be prouder.

K sought out the Preadator.
She's come a long way from being scared of stormtroopers.

What can I say? She likes Batman.
Even this Batman.

And she likes Catwoman. She takes after her father.

I think she's finally taller than R2-D2.

I'm not sure what I liked best about Spider-Man.
The fact that he jumped all over the place and made my girl laugh — or the fact that he was one of the few male cosplayers who understood that it's best to wear some kind of undergarment with your spandex.
There are some things that just better left unseen.

Even Thor can't keep a straight face when K brings out the gun show.

Funny that one year ago this weekend we were in Disney World trying to get photos with all of K's favorite princesses. And the one we couldn't find was Ariel. 
Who knew she'd be in Phoenix this weekend?

Again with the black leather. I swear this was her idea.
C'mon, look at her face and tell me she's not eating this up.

We still haven't let K watch the Star Wars prequels, so she only kind of knew who this was. But hey — cool dress.

We put K into a storytelling class where the kids got to offer up ideas, learn basic plot structure and put it all together with the help of an illustrator.
Somehow K was the one he pulled out of the crowd to show how to make something ordinary into something fantastic.

And thus the mermaid theme is continued.