Picture it … Hooper, 2013.
Momma finally let the boys into the costume box after months of keeping it locked up.
As she is sitting in a far room of the house feeding the new baby boy, she hears a three year old repeating over and over, in an attempted Italian accent, “I’m Mario … I’m Mario … I’m Mario …”
Then she sees this come dancing by the door …
Momma breaks out into laughter.
(and please note the photo-bombing Billy in the background … he kills me!)