Happy Halloween!
We thought it'd be fun to revisit our Halloweens from years past. Ours is a tale of laughter, love and gently used clothing. First a look at the costumes worn by our cutest family member.
We thought it'd be fun to revisit our Halloweens from years past. Ours is a tale of laughter, love and gently used clothing. First a look at the costumes worn by our cutest family member.
2010
Baby Ash man sporting a lion suit and a ferocious gap.
Our little roll of Smarties
2011
He's a giraffe this year, mainly because we found this costume for two bucks at a yard sale. He loves it, though! Asks to wear his "Graf" anytime he catches sight of it hanging in his closet.
He's a giraffe this year, mainly because we found this costume for two bucks at a yard sale. He loves it, though! Asks to wear his "Graf" anytime he catches sight of it hanging in his closet.
And now for the Adults. This year marks our 6th Halloween together, and we've had some fun with the holiday. Here's a little look back:
2006
I was a Geisha and Andrew was a Brazilian soccer player (and 100 pounds). Notice we had a few friends with us - we hadn't quite started dating when this picture was taken.
2007
A conscience. Andrew must have given in to his dark side, because he proposed two nights later.
2008
Okay, so in 2008 we were totally lame and just stayed home in civilian clothing to pass out candy. Who does that?
2009
The '80 shotgun wedding. "Conceived" only hours before after a trip to Goodwill and an extension epiphany.
2010
Russian gymnast Nikkita Blagdonovich and her coach Borris Alekseyevinsky. The matching jumpsuits were another Goodwill find. Too bad they only came in youth large.
2011
NASCAR fans.
And after a few drinks...
Just kidding. Our cozies held Mountain Dews, and even that I couldn't drink for fear I'd be up all night. Notice Andrew's rebel flag belt buckle. We turned to Goodwill yet again for our Halloween magic, but sadly, the Ohio locations weren't as richly stocked with smelly redneck wear. Literally everything we wore had to be imported from Kentucky. ;)
So. I think we've ridden on the mullet's locks of glory long enough. It may be time to hang it on the mantle to retire and start fresh...what do you think?