So, having two boys with quirky, fun personalities that do not care what others think has been a transition for me. Case in point: the bug-legged, hiking boot chef.
This kind of thing has become a common occurrence. He is adamant that this is what a chef wears.
I have taken Little Buckaroo to town with me dressed as Peter Pan, a pirate, an Indian, oh the list goes on. Littlest Buckaroo has always prefered to wear his cowboy boots and six shooters to town. The people at Walmart even call him cowboy and he has to get his pistols checked by the greeter each time we enter. Well, that was until he came up with his buggy chef outfit.
It has been a bit of a transition for me, but I am learning to roll with it and accept that I have fun, quirky kids.
Hoping the buggy chef outfit doesn't hit the streets of our town,
The Park Wife