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.
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| happy halloween mr. jack o' lantern |
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| i'm a stunned little bat! |
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| 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.
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| here i am flapping my way to spencer's house |
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| daddy let me ride the fire truck |
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| 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.
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| grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! |
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| cool tigers have striped feet |
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| me, daddy, and the bowl of green snakes. g'MA would not approve. |
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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