ROOOAAARRR! I love being a tiger! I want to wear my costume all the time. I especially like running at people and watching them freak out...like I used to freak out when I saw a tiger. The best part is when they scream and yell "AAAAHHH! There's a tiger in my house!" Heee heee heee, it's just me.
The night the costume came, I was so excited about it that I didn't want to take it off, even though mama was going to take me up to the Bethany fountain and toy store. She could tell I wanted to be a tiger, so she let me leave the costume on while we went out! Daddy doesn't like people looking at us but mama doesn't mind and daddy wasn't with us so off we went. The fountain wasn't on, but we went for a nice walk and went to the toy store and got a smoothie and then some Subway sandwiches for dinner. A lot of kids were really excited to see tiger-me, and I bet more than one went home and wanted to get into their costume.
The other day I posted a video of me goofing around before bed. I was wearing my new pajamas. Mama had to make me let her put them on me, mostly because I don't really like new things. I'm very very particular about clothes, even though I've gotten better over the last year. There are things in my closet that mama loves and keeps trying to sneak on me but I am much too smart for that, thankyouverymuch. These pajamas were one of those things for a while. We had quite the debate before I finally deigned to allow her to put them on me. And once she did I complained that they were too warm, too hard, too anything.
She distracted me with silly face time.
And then, time for more new stuff. She pulled these silly giraffe boots out of my closet. She bought them a while ago but they were too big for a long time. They fit me now. And I like them! Hurrah!
Their name is Melman. We did our yoga.
The giraffe boots are now a staple of my pre-bedtime routine.
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