peterson pack: My Cowboy

Saturday, March 7, 2009

My Cowboy

Evan's kindergarten class has been learning all about Texas and for the finale they were to dress up as cowboys and girls. Well, other than a hat I didn't have anything for him to dress up. The shirt I picked didn't have long sleeves and apparently cowboys do. "Cowboys wear boots, not tennis shoes" Evan informed me that morning. And the bandana that I had intended for him to wear around his neck appeared to be too close to what a cowgirl would wear. So, he is looking at himself in the mirror saying that the kids aren't going to be sure he is a cowboy. (How is it that kids 'know' everything!) I suggested that I could put a mustache on him to make it more western. Well, long story short he agreed and we all had a good laugh. He went to school a lot more excited about his costume. He came home just as excited, no one else had a mustache!

What a cute cowboy!

3 comments:

Homeplace said...: That has to be the most adorable cowboy I have ever encountered!!!Hey what happened to the cowboy boots that we got for Zach a while back? too small? anyway the picture is worth millions----of hugs!!; March 9, 2009 at 7:04 PM
The Sorensen Bunch said...: Texas pride baby! Get use to cowboys living there!...at least they are cute handsome mustache ones at that!; March 11, 2009 at 11:04 AM
The Terry Clan said...: He is sooo stinkin' cute! I just want to squeeze him! That picture is a keeper!; March 26, 2009 at 2:34 PM

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