When I bought this lion costume for ten bucks at Costco two years ago, I never imagined it would become one of Rowans BFF's. He sleeps with it and likes to pull fuzz off and stick it up his nose. Yep, I'm aware of the yuck factor on that. As long as it doesn't go TOO far up there, I'm willing to concede the battle.
In an attempt to garner enthusiasm for the "big boy" potty, I purchased him a pack of shiny new underpants, all superhero themed of course. I showed them to him before naptime, and he then insisted on taking them to bed in place of his lion suit. When you let a two-year-old go to bed with seven pairs of underwear, you should really except something like this to emerge from the room an hour later:
Yes, that's all seven pairs. Yes, they are on backwards. He likes to "see bidah-man" and for some reason they always put the picture on the backside of underpants. The people in underwear development clearly don't understand the needs of little boys.
So my choices lately are nakie lions, or seven pairs of underwear on backward.
Maybe we'll just stay home.