Dressed to Kill

A couple of days ago I was standing at the sink emptying the dishwasher. Hailey was upstairs playing and Zach was watching cartoons. I heard Hailey come down the stairs and come clomping into the kitchen. I could hear that she had on some of her dress-up shoes due to the little clomping that the plastic shoes make on the kitchen floor. I was working on putting things away, so I didn't turn around right away. I didn't hear much for a few seconds, so I turned around to see what she was doing. When I did, I saw this:




Yes, that's my little girl, dressed up in her hat, shoes, and purse and wielding a squirt gun. You see, we have been having fights lately (the kids and I) about going outside to play. They want to go out and play in the snow, but with the frigid temperatures, I think it's too cold. So that day we had compromised and decided to pull in a few squirt guns to play with inside the house. Not my favorite toys (I hate guns) but after a crazy morning, I was just happy to not have to hear about wanting to go outside for a while. I had forgotten about the squirt guns since it had been a few hours earlier and about lost it when I turned around and saw Hailey all dressed up with her gun. I had to grab the camera and get a few pictures.

I guess you could say she was dressed to kill or in this case, dressed to squirt!