Friday, October 31, 2008
Flashback Friday--Happy Halloween!
I interrupt this week-o'-tags to bring you our old friend, Flashback Friday. (I'm thinking of you, Aunt Cara, and your love of my Flashback posts.)
Meet the Flintstones. Just kidding, it's really us--you know, the Hunters. I bet you were fooled for a minute there, weren't you? What finally gave it away? Was it my Michael's fancy footwear with his Fred dress?
I bought all the fabric for these costumes in the $1.00 bin at my local Wal-mart. In the beginning of our costuming days, poverty necessitated invention. Now, insanity fuels that invention.
This photo is from Halloween 1999 when Maia was 13 months old. Didn't she make an adorable Pebbles? She really did. She was such a happy, easy-going baby...who refused to walk.
I was so pleased with my Styrofoam ball necklace, even if it itched a little. I actually don't have my Wilma anymore. A teen-aged girl borrowed it to wear to high school for Spirit Week and I never saw it again. That's okay because it's not like I was going to wear it again; I'm glad it was used one more time. (Have I told you that a friend of mine who teaches preschool has borrowed Mrs. Potato Head to wear today at her school? How fun is that?)
This is when I learned that if my Michael would put on a dress for Halloween, he would put on anything! Bless his heart, the sleeves on this bad boy didn't quite fit correctly. (Could that have something to do with the fact that I don't use patterns when I make costumes?)
Oh, and another thing you might not notice in this picture is Fetus Mason. He's in there. In my womb. Housed in my stomach which is remarkably smaller in this photo than it is in real life today, sans fetus. But today shall be a day of happiness, so let's not dwell on that.
On this day of revelry I leave you with this parting thought: Fun Sized Snickers.