Friday, January 30, 2009

Don't Call Me Daughter.










We've been having an awful lot of dressing up in our house lately, however the girls are the only ones getting in on the act.  Many nights my husband comes home to what he might consider a disturbing sight.  I have a different philosophy. Whatever it takes to get dinner on the table.

5 comments:

seriously? said...

oh dear...first it was no pants, now it is cheerleading outfits, ballet leotards, and princess dress up. It is a toss up for me which one I like better. There is nothing sweeter than a young man in a tutu but, the bare bum on the car was classic.

Mainly a midwife said...

Buy that boy a Spiderman costume... :)

3 Bay B Chicks said...

I love it, Peaches. Honestly, load these pics into a slide show and let them loop continuously on your blog. Nothing would make me happier.

I just can't tell you enough how much I enjoy your site. You are the Ansel Adams of children's photography. Every photo has a story behind it. :)

-Francesca

forever folding laundry said...

I have a Batman costume that I will personally donate for this cause.

shannon said...

I figure it was just a matter of time for Clayon. I am surprised that Dan has not bought out every superhero costume from target for him.