Oliver and I got dressed up yesterday to hand out candy to the trick or treaters. He was a scarecrow and I was some kind of cat ballerina - whatever I had in my closet. It was a good time. Oliver was a lot more tolerant of the fake straw that I made than I thought he would be. Later it served as a bib while he ate dinner. I'm all about practicality.
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Good job Oliver making your 'cat ballerina' Mother happy at Halloween; the bad news is you've got a few more years of this. Be a good boy, as you always are, and just go along with it.
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