The rumors are true.
I did make him burn his tutu.
First the pantyhose…
Why? Because… eww.
Then the leotard that we searched high and low for…
Why? Same reason.
And last but not least… the big, fluffy, pink, prize winning tutu.
Yes, the tutu.
I was shocked at how fast this sucker went up in flames. It was gone in less than 5 seconds! Perhaps this was just pure science or perhaps our Heavenly Father was as big of a fan as I was and performed a little divine intervention on my behalf just in case Princess Puddie had second thoughts.
Never-the-less let this serve as a WARNING to all of you future aspiring ballerinas real and cross-dressing alike…
Only YOU can prevent tutu fires.
So just do me a favor and never wear your tutu to a campfire… I know Puddie won’t! (Muwhahhahhhaa!)
I know, I know… I am a meanie. Facebook was a flutter when word got out that I made him burn it 😉
But I ask you, did you really expect me to store a man-sized tutu in my cedar chest?
For the record, we burned my costume as well, if that makes you feel any better…
We still have his pink slippers… but I am not sure why. Promise me –if you see him in them that you will tell me, k?
We also still have the wings and crown… because they are Add’s… or at least that is what he told me 😉
Add came out of this whole incident pretty unscathed… I think.
She was more interested in playing with Mr. Big than Daddy’s tearful goodbye to the tutu.
But for all you sentimentals out there, we will always have the pictures.
To prove it really did happen… and for Add’s future therapy sessions.
About Cris
I am the mama behind GOODEness Gracious and the owner of Cris Goode Solutions.Here at GOODEness Gracious, we like to keep it light and fun as we cook up family meals, share our super mommy secrets and chat it up about the GOODe life:)So come on in and sit a spell.
