Can I start fretting over Halloween costumes yet? Can I tell you that Ms. Pepita has been telling me what she wants to be for Halloween every day for weeks now? And that each day it's something new? Oh boy.
I think we should go the scary route again. She had too much fun being Bride of Frankenstein last year. That costume was easy enough to pull together... A thrift store first communion dress, cuffs removed and arms split, hair spray, white poster paint and make up.
But I miss my little Max. My soft and cuddly little Wild Thing. I don't think I have it in me to sew up another little cozy suit. And I know I don't ever want to work with fake fur ever again (my studio looked like a bunch of Wookiees had a brawl. I am not even kidding).
I don't know... I could easily be won over by this kind of cute.