Oooh C'est Chouette

I confess I’m a bargain maniac. There’s an irresistible thrift shop in our neighborhood that Gracie and I scrounge regularly. The fact that all proceeds go to an excellent cause is the tipping point that gives me permission to go nuts every time we visit.

With the addition of another child to our household and the requisite influx of additional plastic crap, I’ve exercised a bit more restraint of late. I’ve deliberately stayed away from their “Merry Thriftmas” because I am very tempted by Christmas decorations. But a while back, the pull was too strong and Gracie and I made our first foray of the holiday season.

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We found a reindeer for Gracie and a soft moose for Danny. Gracie set them up on a date that very night!

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Gracie also found a red velvet dress with faux fur trim and a matching hat. I started to stress out when she wore it during lunch and dinner, worrying that it might not survive too many washings. Then I reminded myself that it cost $3.99 and all would not be lost if I let Gracie live in the moment. As you can see from the pictures below, she insisted not only in living in the moment, but sleeping in it as well…

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We also found an adorable snow suit for Danny. It was made in France. (Oooh La La!) The design depicts a couple woodland animals in a snow storm with the accompanying phrase: “Oooh C’est Chouette.” A check on Babelfish.com told me that this means: “oh the owl” which seemed a bit strange. So I contacted a friend who is fluent in French and has spent serious time in France. She told me that the phrase is common slang to mean: “Oooh so cute!” And I have to say, I agree!

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I found a few nice outfits for Danny including one pictured below that Gordon deemed to be completely “dorky.” But we both agree that while it would no doubt be dorky on either Gordon or myself, on Danny it is: Oooh C’est Chouette.