Tuesday, November 1, 2011

All Hallows' Evening

i didn't get to romp house to house this halloween due to the fact that i, thankfully, cannot yet crawl let alone walk. however i did get my baby groove on at two very happening parties. and as any hip infant scenester knows, two parties obviously necessitate two costumes.
happy halloween mr. jack o' lantern
i'm a stunned little bat!
look, i can fly...
the first party was at my friend spencer's house on sunday afternoon.  spencer is a big boy (eighteen monthsish) and he hosted a wild event with lots of similary aged tykes bouncing around in their best firemen, bumblebee, and bear costumes.  these toddlers tried to run me over a couple times, but i was able to subdue most of them with my cuteness.  dressed up as a little bat (thanks spence for loaning me your old threads), i flapped my wings around the room and made friends with all the other dudes and dudettes.
here i am flapping my way to spencer's house
daddy let me ride the fire truck

i even know where my bat claws are suppose to go

on monday night, the full halloween festivities were in effect.  mommy and daddy took me over to my friend rhaya's house where i got to play with all my peps' baby friends.  i was dressed to the nines in my tiger costume.  mommy and daddy complained that i didn't quite have the tiger growl down just yet, but after i threatened to give it my best shot around one a.m., they seemed to hush up right quick. 

the party was less like a halloween gathering and more like a trip to the woodland park zoo.  there were two panda bears, a bumblebee, a leopard, a non-panda bear, a lady bug, and of course the friendiest tiger in the world.  after a lot of embarrassing paparazzi-esque behavior from the overly ga-ga parents, us babies got down to business playing with some green snakes and a squishy jello brain.
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

cool tigers have striped feet
me, daddy, and the bowl of green snakes.  g'MA would not approve.

1 comment:

  1. Wish you had come by my house I would have given you all kinds of good things your parents would not approve of. That's the joy of loving grandchildren even borrowed ones. Love the tigger outfit

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