cat named pig

I got a pay check on Friday (!) and, since it’s been a while since that happened, I was pretty excited. I think Matt was too; he even took a picture of me holding it. (If only it had been one of those giant novelty checks — that would have made for a better picture.)

Matt was a little less excited about what I told him next.

“We bought Elliot’s Halloween costume today. He picked it out, and it was on sale so I just bought it.”

[Eye roll. Matt is allergic to buying stuff.]

“Don’t you want to see what it is?”

[Shrugging.] “Sure.”

I reached into the bag and pulled out. . . a giant, puffy chicken costume.

“What? I told you he picked it out!”

“And you actually bought it?”

I think he has some concerns about how I’m going to spend the rest of that check.

[Photo kindly taken and e-mailed to me by Old Navy Store Manager, who was either a) just overwhelmed with the hilarious cuteness of it all, or b) attempting to capture my e-mail address in order to bombard me with SPECIAL OFFERS! and GREAT DEALS! Either way, I'm cool. This image will warm my heart for years to come, particularly when Elliot pretends not to know me as I take him shopping for an outfit to wear to a junior high dance.]