I'm very glad my kids are at a point where now when a camera comes out they put their arms around each other and smile. It feels like a victory because they used to just stand there and smile with distance between them, and I could easily crop one of them out of the picture. The integration of them as a unit instead of two orbiting beings... it pleases me.
Bloomer wanted to be a black kitty cat, which is easy enough to do with black shirt and pants. I sewed on the tummy panel, made her some black gloves with paw prints on the palms, got the mask and tail... voila! Her costume was authentic enough that both Zoom and Zapper freaked out when they saw her. I'm not saying someone overreacted, but someone peed on Bloomer's placemat on the dinner table that night. (*cough*Zapper*cough*) (I should point out this is a rare occurrence these days, and is much more easily cleaned up than other places she has christened).
Of course there must be a silly picture for every "serious" one.
I can't even explain what Boxer is doing here. The chicken arms definitely come from me - Bloomer and I call that the "angry pigeon" pose after the Pigeon who wants to drive the bus when he gets mad. I suspect this is Boxer's MacArthur pose, which is reminiscent of this picture:
So. Adorable. Thank goodness I want to munch on his chubby little cheeks instead of his candy. Much better for my diet.
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