I’ve been scanning more photos, and when my 7-year-old daughter dug these out of a box buried in a closet at my parents’ house, I flipped out.
For real. It was awesome. I really feel that I cannot overstate the awesomeness of this camel costume.
Other kids tried to climb on the camel back. I wanted to carry them around. That didn’t work so well. I guess the costume would have been awesomer if I could have done that.
But still, seriously awesome.
I didn’t need Christmas as an excuse to break out the camel costume. I wore it at my fourth birthday party.
The little girl in the background is Heather. She was five years old, and she was the daughter of my aunt’s then-boyfriend. Heather didn’t like me. Probably her dislike was not really of me but rather of her dad dragging her to his girlfriend’s niece’s birthday party. That’s probably the reason she was mean to me.
But maybe she was just jealous because she wasn’t a camel.