I love this. A few weeks ago I came downstairs in the morning wearing jeans (rather than my usual yoga pants). My 6 year old eyed me suspiciously and asked, darkly, "Where are you going, Mummy?" "Nowhere, why?" "Because you're wearing fancy pants." When jeans are my "fancy pants" it might be time to step it up!
My husband tends to ask the same question.
Maybe we should bring back the house dress.
Thanks for the nasal enema with my coffee...xo
what are fake clothes?
heh heh heh...this's a good one! (fun picture, too)