I’m terrible at planning Halloween costumes. I don’t know why. Thanks to Amazon Prime, Levi got a white tie to turn his dress clothes into the closest we could come to gangster. Luke and Leif raided Poppy’s “museum” and sported authentic WWII uniforms, if a bit mismatched. (Would you believe Luke could barely get those pants buttoned? What kind of tiny kid was fighting in WWII?! You should see that boy strut around in that uniform. The navy top (I don’t know what it’s called) was long in the sleeves for Leif, but he could hardly get his arms and shoulders through the torso of that thing.)
But this year I did manage to buy one costume, one darling costume, way ahead of time. I even killed two birds with one stone by giving it as a birthday gift—for the dress-up bin, you know. And then, and then…I lost it. How does one lose a mermaid costume?! I have no idea, but I managed to accomplish it.
So…impromptu cowgirl it was. At least she made a really cute one.
This, THIS, is the Lola I wish you all could get to know.
She is sunshine. And rainbows. And a dance party. And crème brulee. And a bear hug. And giggles. And sparklers. And…
She’s so cute I could cry.
So we headed off to “Trick My Trunk” at church this morning. And, lo and behold, the Doctor was there.
It had to be Levi’s favorite moment of the year. Russ and the boys are thinking they should build one for Levi’s birthday.
