Monday, 12 November 2012


The family that dorks together, stays together

It was Steven's birthday last week and also, probably the best day of his life. Because now he has a onesie just like me.  And not just any old onesie...

A onesie with a tail.  None of these lackluster no-tailed onesies for him. Not for his 35th birthday anyway, tis an occassion befit for a tail.

And, of course, a fox face.  If you blow this picture up (as I know you will) you can see that the sticker says 'I'm a fox'.  You tell no lies, sticker, that man is most clearly a fox in his onesie.


  1. How did you get him to agree to be photographed?!

    1. Strangely, I didn't even have to pester. The power of the onesie is strong.

  2. I can't think of any circumstances under which I could get Pete into one of these (or me for that matter). Each to his own..!

  3. You have a pirate hat on the shelf, a sexxy man bag on the floor, a cute rug, and a man in a onesie with a tail... YOU are my hero.

  4. Hahaha this is so dang awesome. He is a fox, especially because he wanted this AND modeled it for you. It IS an occasion befit for a tail - no doubt about that. LOVE it.
    Your son is like a mini-me of him!

  5. is it just me, or did anyone else hang around at the first photo wondering how to get one of those bags with a nekkid man on the front?