In the light of the morning, I had a revelation. I do all my best thinking while I'm blow drying my hair and today was no exception. "I wonder if Big R might have something I could use," I silently wondered. I made a mental plan to head that way this afternoon following school.
People, why has no one sat me down and explained to me the wonderfulness that is Big R? I feel so cheated. "Where have you been all my life?," I felt like shouting as we walked down aisle after aisle. I didn't know I could fall so easily for a store that sells Carhartt products, "As seen on TV" merchandise, livestock feed, and tires but I can. And I do. I am in love.
Literally within five feet of the door I spotted each part of the perfect outfit for "Dress Like a Farmer Day" (aside: no farmer I know dresses like this, but those farmers are also not girls). Seriously, I can hardly stand the cuteness.
Shortcake kept her hands in her pockets the entire time she was wearing her bibs, even when she tried to stand up after sitting on the grass. Hilarious.
This is a "pretend to be a farmer" dress rehearsal, Punkin, not an audition for America's Next Top Model. But yes, you do look FIERCE.
It's hard to see, but Punkin's got her finger up her nose in this picture. Maybe she's harvesting boogers this year?
They kill me with their adorableness.
Full body shot to show you their kickin' new boots. Rain boots, yes, but Shortcake's boots have horses on them so that counts for something, right?
The pièce de résistance. JOHN DEERE SOCKS. This is what officially made Big R my new favorite store.
A special note to The General: Please refer to these pictures tomorrow morning when it's time to get them dressed for school. Seed hat, white tee, bibs, bandana, boots, and braids for Shortcake. Don't even try to hide the socks; I made every attempt to be equal opportunity with International Harvester attire but could find none. And yes, I realize Punkin does not attend playschool but her first words to me this morning when I asked Shortcake about her dress up day was, "I gonna be a famuh, too!". Also, please try to convince her that is cowboys and not farmers that wave their hat in the air while yelling, "YEE-HAW!". She's not hearing any of that from me.