Husband, Daughter and I went to a Halloween costume store this past weekend to find The Dorothy Costume. Wouldn't you know it? She now wants to be a cat for Halloween.
And if I didn't already love the SHIT out of cats, I would be super-duper pissed about her switching. Of course, no costume has been bought yet, so technically the fat lady has not sung. But she's getting ready to belt one out, that's for sure.