Crazy Dress Up

Our boys love to play dress up. The play room floor is perpetually littered with costumes, masks and various dress up accessories. This morning my two-year-old son greeted me at the top of the basement stairs and shoved a toy work apron into my hands.

"You put this on me, Mommy?" he asked.

"Okay," I said as I tied the apron strings around his little waist, "Who are you pretending to be?"

My son gave his reply in a growly, menacing voice. "I be a scary flying WOMBAT!"