Grandma Linders made Walter a Sweater...

Yesterday we went up to Fleet Farm, with Grandma Linders. I picked her up, and she came walking down the driveway with something in her hands that was brightly colored. She had crocheted a sweater for Walter, that is a rainbow of colors. She said it's supposed to be a size 2, but not the case. It BARELY fits him now.

I got home and I had to try it on him, for optimal photo fun, I was laughing hysterically just trying to get him dressed. It was reminiscent of "A Christmas Story," when the mom is dressing the younger brother to go out in Winter time. Walter was whining, I could barely get it over his huge head, and then to try to get his hands in the arms of the sweater, was a greater challenge yet! They seemed a mile long, and trying to find his fingers and pull his fat little arms through, just made me laugh. I brought him out and showed Ryan, who said, "What are you doing to him? Oh my goodness..." Dapper (one of our dogs) was wondering what I was doing also, and was looking at me like I was a terrible mom for forcing this on my son.

We also played dress up with our Napoleon Dynamite wig earlier that day. I think Walter likes it because he looks like he has so much more hair. He felt just as normal with it on, as without it. What a goof.