Alphabet Night at Awana. The kids were supposed to choose a letter and wear things that started with that letter. We love to get down and dirty with a theme around here....we're like tazmanian devils tearing through closets and costume boxes.
As an INTJ female (for those into Myers-Briggs and the like), I am a hard person to know, and an even harder person to love. I wonder if someday my children will want to know what really went on in my brain. I shall leave them this gift. Well, maybe not so much a "gift" as an extremely uncomfortable last will and testament.
Outstanding! Where are the fascinating witches that put the scintillating stitches on the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses of the ladies of the harem of the court of King Caracticus?
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My mother wanted Ava to wear a burqa as well...I was soooooo tempted
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