giraffe goodness

I recently hit up a consignment sale with some other prego mommies from our unit. Maria is a Halloween lover (and Mommy agrees!) She keeps begging for costumes - dinosaurs, pumpkins, Woody and Buzz... you name it, she wants it... to play dress up. Therefore I was ecstatic to find a cheap way too cute giraffe costume.

a:: I couldn't have known just how stinkin' cute it would be on her

b:: I never could've imagined it would be quite the successful/well loved purchase that it has turned into...

For a few days (and even still), it rarely came off :-) Giggly

Can you believe she can still fit her foot in her mouth?! I want lessons on such flexibility!

The first night, she insisted she sleep with her costume on. It's August people, and our house is not kept at frigid temperatures... she would've baked. So we told her giraffes had to sleep on the floor therefore it couldn't go in her bed. No problem... she'll just sleep on the floor with him!!! And she did. All night. What a riot!

She dawned that giraffe persona first thing the next a.m., then plopped down to watch cartoons. (Clifford and George still being her first loves.)

And since it was too hot in her giraffe to eat breakfast outside (screened porch)... again, no problem... she'll just stand and eat it at the counter.

And when the day turned out to be one of eating out and errands... could she please wear her costume? please? please? How does one say no? (Remember here peeps, it's AUGUST in TEXAS!!! HOT HOT HOT) How she wore that thing all over I truly can not fathom! Um, or how I'm allowed to continue being a mom!

eating like a giraffe... no hands... oh dear

I was banned from pictures at this point. But I took one anyway. And got in big trouble. She revoked my photography privilege in Target, took the camera, put it in the buggy with her. At least I got one last one in. :-)