Wet.
Windy.
Cold.
Quick.
7 houses.
Treats.
Bewilderment.
Amusement.
Acceptance.
I should publish poetry.
We just put the punk to bed. He is now lying in his crib, saying, "Halloween costume... Halloween costume" over and over again. I declare this holiday a success!
4 comments:
He is the most adorable little golfer EVER!
Way back in the day I had a co-worker who had a set of golf clubs custom-made for his 4 year-old son. I wouldn't be surprised if that sort of gift is in Calvin's future.
He is CUTE. So fun.
Your post made me remember this:
When Venna was Calvin's age trick or treating she knocked on her first door, the lady opened up, and Venna walked right in. Hahahaha-why not? That's what you usually do:)
That's adorable. I can only imagine hearing him say that over and over and what's going on in his mind, "Hm, if I wear this costume I hate, I get candy. Done."
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