During an afternoon of dressing up in old costumes, Mason wanted to put on Brynn's ducky costume.
I told him it wouldn't fit.
What can I say, he proved me wrong.
He disappeared downstairs for a while then reappeared announcing, "Mom, you were just teasing me. See, it does fit!"
I snapped this picture on my phone to send to Scott and then realized this could be valuable backmail material in teenage years, so I'm hanging on to this baby. It's too bad I didn't get a picture of his tush hanging out the other side.