‘Oh no, a zebra has eaten my baby.’ I picked up my little boy, Sebastian, and pushed back his zebra costume hood, revealing his grinning, plump face.
Sebastian giggled and gurgled, oblivious to his mom’s obsession with dressing him up. ‘Oh, but he looks so adorable,’ my wife, Maria, always says whenever I questioned her motives for dressing our son up.
‘Okay, your mom’s right. You do look adorable.’
‘I’m glad you think so,’ said a voice. I turned and spotted Maria standing by the door, holding two adult-sized zebra costumes. ‘I thought we could do a family photo.’
Sebastian giggled and gurgled, oblivious to his mom’s obsession with dressing him up. ‘Oh, but he looks so adorable,’ my wife, Maria, always says whenever I questioned her motives for dressing our son up.
‘Okay, your mom’s right. You do look adorable.’
‘I’m glad you think so,’ said a voice. I turned and spotted Maria standing by the door, holding two adult-sized zebra costumes. ‘I thought we could do a family photo.’
