In past years, of course, I didn't have a child to costume. But you know what I did have? A dog. That's right, my dog was forced to dress up. I don't think he really minded...
But now we have Tori. Sure, she's a little small to go trick or treating, but that doesn't mean I can't dress her up. Lucky girl that she is, she has two costumes. One we picked up at a second hand store for $5.
I call her my grumposaurus when she's fussy, so I thought a dragon costume would be appropriate.
Have you ever seen a cuter dragon?
I didn't think so.
But then we started worrying that we'd get flack for not dressing her in something appropriately girly, so I made her a fairy costume. That's right. Anti-crafty me made a costume. Luckily, it didn't require any sewing.
She likes being a fairy, I think. Here's a full length shot...
I think it turned out fairly well, all things considered. In fact, I'm patting myself on the back right now.
Couldn't you just eat her up? Oh, and don't worry. Kermit got in on the action too.
He'll always be our fur baby, after all. Hopefully, by Halloween, I'll have come up with a new costume for him. One that matches the baby's, perhaps?
I can hear him snorting in disgust right now.
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