The look on her face says it all

I'm all for celebrating milestones, and I am the type of mother who saves greeting cards and paintings and well-baby-check-up receipts, but this was too much even for me:

That's Phoebe "graduating" from Parent's Morning Out. Which only means that next fall she'll be in the 2-year-old classroom instead of the 1-year-old classroom.

The wisdom of holding a graduation ceremony for such an occasion is equal only to the wisdom of dressing small children -- who are freaked out and want nothing but to be held by their mommies -- in plastic grocery bags on a 95-degree day.

Comments

aimee said…

Yeah, that is a little too much

6:30 PM

Anonymous said…

Obviously, someone didn't have enough to do one day and decided that dressing up toddlers in plastic bags would be fun!!!

Mom

9:34 AM

Abbey said…

It is a bit much but the look on her face is priceless!

10:34 AM

H Noble said…

I would so have that same look on my face too! Good grief! And all the hype about keeping plastic bags away from small children- who thought of this?!
H

1:13 PM

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