Yeah, I did it again. Griff is such a good sport about modeling these things while mommy bobs around taking pictures.

Swooping death from above!

And after his bath:

“Daddy, why does Mommy make me wear these things?” “There, there, Griffin, it keeps Mommy off the streets.”

The emotional trauma doesn’t seem to be THAT severe. 😉

I have one more towel/washcloth set left to use. They’re blue. Hrm hrm. Blue lizard? Blue fishie? Blue dinosaur? Jag suggested a whale, but I’m not sure I can pull off a felt blowhole and spout. 🙂