Which came first?

The chicken or the egg?

WHO CARES!

Wyatt originally wanted to be a vacuum cleaner for Halloween. I thought that I was going to end up making a costume for him.

But, life is just too busy and I'm not talented enough.

So, a friend of mine mentioned a few weeks ago that a certain second-hand children's store had put out their Halloween costumes and they were reasonably priced. She bought one for her daughter.

Today, after buying a birthday gift for a friend, I popped into the store to look at Halloween costumes.

There seemed to be no organization to the racks and I didn't feel like sorting thru things. I asked one of the clerks how they were organized. She said that they weren't. I sighed and cruised thru them again. But, I just couldn't find what I was looking for quickly enough. My head started to pound. I decided to give up. As I turned and took one last look, a chicken costume caught my eye. It was hanging up really high on the wall.

I asked the clerk what size it was and she didn't know. But, she offered to get it down for me to look. She glanced at the tag and told me there was no size on it but I was welcome to look at it and to just hang it up on a rack when I was done. Obviously, she does not work on commission.

I looked in it and the size tag was still there . . . it was a 2T-3T. PERFECT! So, I got it. It was only $7!

Wyatt will love being a chicken and getting to say bawk bawk. He does it in such a cute way. . . well, I think so because he's mine.