As soon as I spotted this four dollar shirt while perusing the clothing racks at Target, I knew I had to buy it. We all know C is obsessed with Mickey. I prefer to call him the Creepy Mouse With The Large White Hands And Effeminate Voice, but you say "tomato" and I say "tomahto." In retrospect, I probably should have bought one in every size.
C and Mickey? They're tight.
That's a picture of C "showing Mama Mickey." Whenever I would ask him to do so, he'd point and rub his belly and laugh. When I first put him in the shirt and he saw himself in the mirror? He started dancing the same way that he does when the Hot Dog Song comes on. Seriously, could my heart melt any more?
And here's a picture of him telling me all about Mickey. I mean, he should know all about him being that Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is virtually DVR'd on just about every TV in our house. All 25 episodes that we have saved, that is. I think he would agree with me when I say, "you can never, ever have enough Mickey."
Well, it looks like we know what the theme of Birthday Number Two is going to be, eh? Oh, those eyes!
Yes, C, you can have whatever you want forever and ever.
I know, I know. Typically I try to post something with a little bit more substance on a Monday, but this weekend I had my hands full with two family mini sessions! I have to say I'm so grateful that ever since launching my little side hobby, I can't seem to put the camera down... Happy Monday!