At some point this afternoon Catcher ventured into the costume/dress-up box in his closet and came out dressed as a pirate. This was after he had walked into the living room with his doctor kit and performed a check-up on me. I missed the diagnosis, but he prescribed a three-hour nap (I wish...haha!).
During clean-up time before dinner, Scout got in on the costume action:
*Despite evidence to the contrary, Scout does wear clothing while in the house. She took her shirt off before dinner because we were having pizza and she didn't want to get sauce, which she calls salt, on it. True story.
Tillie also found something for herself in the dress-up archives:
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