Well, here it is. This really is the best we could do. Jack HATED his costume (he's a sweet pea, in case you couldn't tell...) and although the costume says 0-9 months, apparently they didn't consider the fact that any baby with any sort of mobility will not allow himself to be zipped into such a restricting little pod. Also, these bozos making baby costumes neglected to consider fact #2: any baby between 0-9 months will be celebrating his or her first Halloween ever and therefore will be shuttled around to various friends and relatives in the name of trick-or-treating. Have you ever tried to buckle a little pea pod into a carseat? The poor kid had to be stripped down to his onsie (that's like underwear for you non-baby people) each time we got into the car. We made it to two places: Grandpa Doug's and Grandma Mary's and then to Jack's friend William's house. Now William was dressed in a sensible outfit (scrubs for babies? genius!) and had been happily playing with his little doctor set while I had spent the last hour wrestling Jack in and out of his pod. After much coaxing, I was able to convince Jack to wear his suit without cramming his legs into the bottom part. He was pretty traumatized by the time I remembered to take a picture and this, again, was the best we could do.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Halloween
Well, here it is. This really is the best we could do. Jack HATED his costume (he's a sweet pea, in case you couldn't tell...) and although the costume says 0-9 months, apparently they didn't consider the fact that any baby with any sort of mobility will not allow himself to be zipped into such a restricting little pod. Also, these bozos making baby costumes neglected to consider fact #2: any baby between 0-9 months will be celebrating his or her first Halloween ever and therefore will be shuttled around to various friends and relatives in the name of trick-or-treating. Have you ever tried to buckle a little pea pod into a carseat? The poor kid had to be stripped down to his onsie (that's like underwear for you non-baby people) each time we got into the car. We made it to two places: Grandpa Doug's and Grandma Mary's and then to Jack's friend William's house. Now William was dressed in a sensible outfit (scrubs for babies? genius!) and had been happily playing with his little doctor set while I had spent the last hour wrestling Jack in and out of his pod. After much coaxing, I was able to convince Jack to wear his suit without cramming his legs into the bottom part. He was pretty traumatized by the time I remembered to take a picture and this, again, was the best we could do.
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Tee Hee! Just you wait! Eight years from now he absolutely will not let you make wardrobe suggestions for school picture day and he won't even know why. He sure is a stinkin' cute little sweetpea though. :)
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