This isn't Kansas, Toto. Hey, you aren't Toto!

Today was "dress as your favorite storybook character" day for the girls' school. Since I waited until the last minute to do anything about it, Reagan's favorite storybook character was whatever costume I could find in a store in April. Not an easy task, but my search finally took me to Reagan's favorite storybook character, at least for the day: Dorthy. It was either that or a Yoda. Should I admit I considered it for a brief moment? Probably not. I'll just go ahead and set aside some therapy dollars now for when she reads this as a teenager.

So here is Reagan as Dorthy. Yes, I do understand that "ruby" slippers are in fact, ruby colored. At least they are sparkly. And yeah, I'm pretty sure Toto wasn't a pink poodle with a zipper down the back to carry a lipgloss, but then again we aren't in Kansas either. This is how we do Dorthy down here.

See my shoes?




Oh, mom. Please stop taking photos already!


And no, she didn't look like this when we picked her up. I neglected to take the "after" photo but she was a mess as expected. The braids lasted until almost before lunch. About three hours longer than I expected them to last. The costume was covered in paint. When I inquired, her teacher said that during finger painting today when she had both hands covered in paint she pulled the "Home Alone" pose and put both hands to her face, splashing the paint all over and creating two giant hand prints on her face and into her hair. Wish I had gotten a photo of that! That is our Reagan. This sweet little perfectly presentable Reagan above I hardly recognize.