Daisy, thrilled.This year, Bob insists on being a bee for Halloween. I of course hold Jeff responsible for this.
I have suggested other more butch big boy costumes to steer Bob away from this choice, knowing that when he becomes a surly 13-year-old he will look back on photos of himself as a darling bee and blame his mother for dressing him this way. I also understand that this is ridiculous and I should be ecstatic that our baby wants to look like a tiny stuffed animal this year. Next year, I‘m sure we’ll have a Ninja on our hands.
But anyway, my dear older Bob of the future, believe that I tried. This is my proof. Please address all complaints to your father.
I just stumbled upon, have only read the posts on your first page, and I already like you. I wish you lived on the East Coast so we could hang out and be friends.
ReplyDeleteOh I love the look on your dogs face......LOL.....pure torture....oh that is funny - your poor dog......now at least you have an idea of the look you will get from Bob when he is about 13.....:))
ReplyDeleteYour East Coast Pen Pal....
Why does Jeff hate the dog?
ReplyDeleteWould love to have you all here sitting around the table drinking coffee with me, but I'll warn you, we are a loud people.
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