I this video is so mean and funny. My favorite are the last two kids! :) Enjoy!
Halloween is coming up. Honestly, I have always kinda hated - maybe hated is too strong of a word - disliked Halloween. I think it's mainly because my mother never liked it, so it rubbed off on me, I don't know. It's just not my favorite.
However, ever since I became a mom I have kinda enjoyed it because I get to dress up Rae...in whatever I want. Well, for now!
Last year, she was Elphaba:
Here she is with my beautiful Seester! She was so tiny then, and so oblivious.
I thought she made a very cute witch! :)
Steven was the Tin man and I was Glenda the Good! (This is a horrible picture of me, but the only one documented, unfortunately :p)
What's funny is that Rae actually is wearing a dog costume! haha. Steven and I were in Wal-mart one day, and I was like, Oh look baby costumes. Side note: Baby costumes are actually really hard to find. It wasn't til later that we noticed they were dog costumes. We felt stupid. But, hey, I added a few finishing touches, and you couldn't tell the difference. :)
This year, we have decided to make Rae an old lady. At, first we were thinking Yoda, which we thought would be perfect, especially since she is still bald! :) Unfortunately we couldn't afford the what it would cost to make a Yoda. So, we settled with an old lady.
Steven and I set off to DI to find any items we could to make a perfect old lady. Here is what we found:
We spray painted a golf club for cane (don't worry all you golf lovers, it was just a plastic toy club), found glasses, clothes, jewelry and an old lady's purse. We also got some yarn and made a wig. All for under $15.00! We think she will make the cutest old lady! :) What is also adorable is that her cousin will be an old man...pictures to come!
Here is a blast from the past. My mom did like Halloween, but she was a good sport. She would always make our costumes. One year we were the Flintstones. Aren't we just adorable? My mom actually put real bones in our hair!
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