i don't do holidays.
especially american holidays.
and rather than grab soapbox to place beneath feet and stand upon views,
i'll simply say this: its only ignorance when you deny what you know.
that being said...
i have a one (almost two) year old that i am in love with.
an edible ball of aquarian quirkiness, my child, my heart, my 'toots' causes me to do things i, otherwise, would not.
the costume, a gift, suddenly the most adorable thing, and the thought of her in it, much too precious to resist...