Complete with rasta skullcap and dreadlocks, mean jeans jacket (just ignore the cute flowers embroidered on it), authentic Daytona Biketoberfest Harley t-shirt (thanks, Sybil!), pleather pants, and jingly boots. Given the amount of kicking and screaming that accompanied getting her dressed to go out to our town's Halloween Hoedown, this may be the only time you're ever going to see her in the complete outfit. Oh, the screaming when the pleather pants were put on. She wouldn't even stand up once they were on ... just sort of writhed around on the floor like a fish out of water. If only we'd had the video camera close by ...
I think on Tuesday I'm going to try putting her in tights or a pair of pajama bottoms underneath the pleather, so it doesn't feel quite so weird to her. I've got two and a half days to teach her how to say something that sounds vaguely like "Trick or Treat," or at least "please." Wish me luck.
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And how are the parents going to dress for Halloween?
- MLF
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