We all know the little people are so strange, so very, very strange, and yes, we allow them to be just that. No need to remind you of wretched cries, arched backs, bodies rolling on the floor, or refusal to do anything when they are denied something simple.
Simple. Something as simple as wearing footed jammies as a cape all morning.
We choose our battles. And this particular battle was way too cute to fight.
|What's on my mind, you ask?|
|Oh, just that today I might save the world!|
|What? You think I'm kidding?|
|Let me show you how the back works.|
|Ha Ha! Momma let me wear this all morning!|