Andrew was born in November, so he was almost one for his first Halloween. My sister had a 3 year old at the time, little Tyler. They were great buddies when they were young and we lived near each other. The plan for Halloween was to meet at grandma's house and head out together with the kids. We showed up at grandma's house and found that young Tyler was a pirate.
Which is what baby Andrew was dressed as!!! We had no idea until we met up.
|Baby Pirate Andrew, Aunt Jenny, and Young Pirate Tyler|
I would like to say that I was one of those moms who handmade her child's outfit with love and sweat and tears, but I didn't. Did I mention I was 19? Yeah, I was not little miss homemaker. I was 19. Nuff said.
The next year we showed up at grandma's house and both boys were super-heroes. I wish I still had every one of Andrew's outfits. They would be cute to have stuffed at Halloween as decorations. I'm not a hoarder though, I've moved too much and pared down plenty of times. And I guess it would be a little creepy for others. I was thinking I could have a cut out face of Andrew to attach to the stuffed costume. That's not weird, right?
|Masked Men...Holding Hands|
However, I had a lot of great friends in college who helped make Andrews life wonderful and our first Halloween included a trip to the dorm hall where I had some friends and it was great fun going to the floors and knocking on dorm rooms. It was nice and warm and dry and all the college kids loved my darling baby, of course.
These fun days of begging for free food are behind me now though...and now I just give to the hungry children who come ringing my doorbell.