Lately we've taken a real liking to dress-up games.
The latest costume of choice?
Daddy's belt, sometimes worn as a necklace, sometimes wrapped twice around her waist and worn like a jaunty little swashbuckler.
She cried when I tried to take it off of her, so we let her wear it most of the morning.
See my belt, Mommy?
She finally tried to take it off herself, so I helped her, thinking we were done playing with the belt at that point.
Nope, she just started carrying it around over her shoulder instead.