He wore it for Halloween, obvs, and then decided it was his go to outfit. Thanksgiving, visit with Santa, random weekend yard work, you name it, he believed it to be a costume occasion. It was a Christmas miracle that we talked him into khakis for the Christmas concert at school. His initial idea when told he needed to "dress up" was his trusty silver power ranger costume.
For Christmas Santa brought him a two piece hulk costume. Santa must have realized what a royal pain in the neck it was to hand wash the one piece poly suit w built in muscles that was soaked w urine at least once a week. Just as any mother would suspect, this obvious solution to the gross costume dilemma fell flat. He still won't even try it on!
Luckily, he is into the policeman costume he got from Deirdre & bo. Also lucky is that we remembered to take away the whistle after the first night.
Tape measurer to go in his holster since I couldn't find a toy gun to fit. And we don't have a tiny asp.
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